Ready by Link & Chain lyrics

Ready

Link & Chain

GENRE

Pop

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READY
Ahaaa Wohoo come come come com
Ahaaa wohoo

Ready are you Ready are you Ready Get Ready Get Ready Get Ready
Ready are you Ready are Ready
Come on and get Ready get Ready

Come let we live it up, live up African
Live it up unification African
Live it up live up as a man
Live it up that's the father's plan for each and every one

Violence and corruption that won't lead us nowhere
But just to death and destruction do hear what say
Violence and corruption that won't lead us nowhere
But just to death and destruction do you hear what I say
Security is wisdom security is sense

So Ready are you Ready are you Ready
Get Ready Get Ready Get Ready
Ready are you Ready are you Ready
Come on and Get Ready Get Ready

Come mek we live it up. Live up African
Live it up unification African
Live it up live up as a man
Live it up that's the father's plan for each and every one
Don't you be an hypocrite
Don't be a snake in the grass
Cause time will really cut you off man
Time will really cut you off
There ain't no place in a Zion for no wicked man only righteous man shall stand
There's no place in a Zion for no wicked man only righteous man shall stand yeaaah

This Violence and corruption that won't lead us nowhere
But just to death and destruction do hear what say
Violence and corruption that won't lead us nowhere
But just to death and destruction do you hear what I say
Security is wisdom security is sense

Ready are you Ready are you Ready
Get Ready Get Ready Get Ready
Ready are you Ready are you Ready
Come on and Get Ready Get Ready

Live it up, live up African
Live it up unification African
Live it up live up as a man
Live it up that's the father's plan for each and every one

Ahaaa wohoo come

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Back In The Field by Li 9 lyrics

Back In The Field

Li 9

GENRE

Rap

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[Chorus]
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my neck with baguettes and then post on the block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my nеck with baguettes and then post on thе block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field

[Verse]
Better off on my own, I don't know why
Going down that road on the wrong side (Yeah, yeah)
Cuban link wrapped 'round my neck like a bow tie
Lovin' how I'm livin', owe it all to the Most High
Ain't gotta pay 'em, off the love bet the bro slide
Any nigga ever played with us have they folks crying
Ain't never lackin', I fuck off the backend
I really brought racks in, who knew this would happen?
From trappin' to rappin' to fuckin' these actresses, pallets to palaces
They can't get to me
Nigga probably die tonight if he mention me
Ever start sayin' 9, he a mini-me
You ain't never seen 'em 'round, he a enemy
100 on the drum, I can shoot for a century
I'm in the jets with a tec where the killas Be
Lovin' the bitches I'm fuckin', you kidding me?
I'm in the Ville with a vibe outta Tennessee
Charge 'em a dub when it really was ten a G (Oh)
Blood in, blood out, bitch, we got mob ties
You play with one of mine, you see my darkside
[Chorus]
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my neck with baguettes and then post on the block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my neck with baguettes and then post on the block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field

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Murder Me by Shad da God lyrics

Murder Me

Shad da God

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro: Gunna]
(Makers)
(Run that back, Turbo, run that back, Turbo)
Uh, you know what I'm sayin', man? We pop a lot of shit, man
You know what I'm sayin'? Kick a lot of shit, man, kick a lot of drip, man
The real, the drip, like, you know what I'm sayin'? No cap, uh

[Chorus: Gunna & Shad da God]
Can't let these fuck niggas murder me (Nah)
Now leave in Porsche, it's emergency (Slime)
Currently countin' this currency (Racks)
Sworn to my team to eternity (Sworn)
Pray for the millions (Pray for the millions)
I pray that these millions don't never leave (Never leave)
I'm leavin' M's to my family (Family)
Fuck all these (Get), niggas who hated me

[Verse 1: Shad da God]
And when your bitch came and hugged on me (What she felt?)
She felt the Glock and went slug on me (What she got?)
I got Gelato 41 on me (Get, yeah, yeah)
I make her light that shit up with B-I-C (Bitch)
Now fuck that shit, post, now they baggin' me (Rich)
I'm in my bag, no Percs on me
Perc 10's on me, turn on my blinkers (Blinkers, yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna swallow my lines in peace
Had to show her how high we be (Get)
Now that lil' bitch wanna link like Caesar (Get)
Hundred-round drum on the vehicle seat (High)
And where I come from, you don't wanna believe (Get), yeah
Woke up juggin' in the motherfuckin' streets (Get), yeah
Got all blue money, got the west on me (Get)
Pickin' on shawty, shawty in the streets (Get)
Shawty went and smoke a nigga like the OG
Fee-fi-fo-foreign giant on the beat (Get)
I could get you bleach clean A-S-A-P (Huh?)
But a nigga gotta pay the H-I-G (What?)
It's a motherfuckin' L on me (L on me)
Can't let this motherfucker count on me (Nah)
What's up with your chain? That shit double D (What?)
What? You gon' act like you ain't heard of me? (What?)
I thought these niggas wan' murder me (Yeah)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Can't let these fuck niggas murder me (Nah)
Now leave in Porsche, it's emergency (Slime)
Currently countin' this currency (Racks)
Sworn to my team to eternity (Sworn)
Pray for the millions (Pray for the millions)
I pray that these millions don't never leave (Never leave)
I'm leavin' M's to my family (Family)
Fuck all these niggas who hated me (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I put some stones in the triple cross (Triple)
They wanna know what the water cost (Water)
I come when the people ask for the boss (Me)
They standin' in line, tryna order sauce (Uh)
I drip, hit the ho with the money walk (Money walk)
Blue hundreds, they made me, don't wanna talk (Don't wanna talk)
No wonder they made me the underdog (Made me the underdog)
Busy, you don't even wanna call (Wanna call)
Diamonds, they look like a waterfall (Waterfall)
Left and came back with another broad (Another broad, another broad, woo)
My ZO6 bag cost hundred, ball (Hundred, ball)
My brothers and I'm finna flood 'em all (Flood 'em all)
We see you unloyal and cut 'em off (Cut 'em off)
It's easier 'cause she a Barbie doll
[Chorus: Gunna]
Can't let these fuck niggas murder me (Nah)
Now leave in Porsche, it's emergency (Slime)
Currently countin' this currency (Racks)
Sworn to my team to eternity (Sworn)
Pray for the millions (Pray for the millions)
I pray that these millions don't never leave (Never leave)
I'm leavin' M's to my family (Family)
Fuck all these niggas who hated me

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