600Breezy - We Ready lyrics

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600Breezy - We Ready lyrics

[Verse 1: Edai] I say 6 0 gang sh** Famous records, famous Justblow in the cut, you can't tell [?] Breezy got the tool and ya man when he spray sh** Dotarachi with me too, bet he on the same sh** Gang sh**, all my n***as real, ain't no lame sh** Only one, gone get this money, f** the fame sh** Came with my day ones, we ain't never change sh** Started getting money, now i speak a different language 600 just 600 b**h, no we not the same clique Due to the fame, n***as changed, but i can't switch Its really true, i know they want us to lose But we really came from nothing, we got nothing to lose [Verse 2: S Dot] Im from the 6, where you can't stop on them corners Everyday a body drop and thats normal Grew up in that city, had to tote, only option is murder Why the f** you on the block with no purpose And so my n***as gone, and ain't getting sent back So we riding with them pipes tryna get our lick back Team 600, ain't no stopping a semi, bro'nem still on the block with them glizzys We ready for em, man these n***as took my bro and they feel it for him Get that call, heard they lackin then we headed to em 060 we official, put a hole in that boy like a window n***as sneaky talk, whats the issue Ask a n***a what he talkin, put the Glock to his dental, we ready [Verse 3: Justblow] Where i come from its 6 double 0 n***a He thought he caught me loafin, but i up my pole quicker Famous make you famous, b**h he a soul lifter 2 tone chrome, lots of shots gone hit ya Shots blicking off, looking like a burst picture If you ain't in the frame, how the f** you get the picture I saw dogs turn to rats, and rats into snakes You was scared to do that hit, i saw it in yo face Switching lanes like im still on high speed with the jakes Caught him loafin [?] [Verse 4: Young Famous] Pop a n***a drop a n***a Singing like the opera n***a k**ing all the opposition See the future pure munition 6 0 [?] Im colder than a polar bear Yo b**h she looking over here, you better keep her over there n***as really p**y, really f** em until he gushy Famous make you famous, i ain't talking bout a movie b**h im reppin 6 0, cooling with my citgos We hungry like some hippos, clog his face like a pimple [Verse 5: 600Breezy] Team 600 naw this ain't dipset We pull up with slammers make yo whole clique wet n***a I swear to god we got this sh** on lock n***as sneak dissin us, like they can't get popped Im brezo from the 6, wa**up You ever see yo b**h with me, know that she got f**ed n***a We ride with toasters get yo a** burnt up 6 0 we run the city got this b**h turnt up n***a We neat deep in the game, most you n***as is lame They ain't beep through our pain, so n***a stay in your lane We cut the game like machetes, naw these n***as ain't ready We rip these n***as in peaces, and toss em up like confetti Im in the booth off the tooka, im surrounded by shootas We move more chickens than hooters, we still got gizzys and rugers

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