They Ain`t Ready Lyrics

They Ain`t Ready

[Timbaland]
Uh-huh, now what we gonna do
Take it from the Eastside to the
country
Ya feel me? Ya feel me?
Ya feel me? Tchka-tchka-tchka
Check
the chorus...

[Timbaland]
Jada talk so good, but they brain is not
ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not
ready
They don't know know know

Jada talk so good, but they brain is
not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not
ready
They don't know know know

[Jadakiss]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh,
yeah
Yo, uh, yeah, yo...
Aiyyo, this I'll make ya head hurt
When the
hawk take the day off
I make the lead work, I'll put you in the red
dirt
Ice make 'em look like stars, they comin' through
On the bikes, but
they look like cars, it's somethin' new
and Jada talk soo good, but 'cha
brain is
Nowhere next to ready for this stainless
It's no helpin' you
when them thangs melt in you
and way down in Athens, Jada's a bell
ringer
I'ma bring the hood to the farm
Bless 'em with some purple
hay
Remove the wood from the barn
Introduce them to the yak and
cranberry
and make sure Bubba Spark good, then I'm gone
Even if we run
the war, I'ma still run the raw
You can come and see me, I got 'em for
twenty-four
Double R and Beat Club, who hard as us?
R3: In The
"R" We Trust, c'mon

[Timbaland]
Jada talk so good, but they
brain is not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they
brain is not ready
They don't know know know

Jada talk so good, but
they brain is not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they
brain is not ready
They don't know know know

[Bubba Sparxxx]
Uh,
uh...
Boy, silly if you saw them crackers ridin' with them pigs
and
thought I might would hit this robe for less than twenty-five a gig
Doin'
sixty-five, I sled off acid and shitty bourbon
Took a minute to adjust, but
right now this big shit is workin'
I'm white just by chance, but I'm country
by God's graces
Nowadays I find myself doin' laundry in odd places
But
still, I keep it Bubba even into Mr. Kiss and them
Brought 'em down to
Athens, let 'em cut with my sister's friend
Now we gettin' blist again, back
on the block in Yonkers
and Tim done laced a track, man this shit is hot as
bonkers
Kiss, not to flaunt ya, but just tell 'em Bed has come here
I'm
doin' for my family, but y'all are really done here
But Bubba is the truth
and perhaps this is discussion
Of wither I'm that deal or a product of Tim's
percussion
Y'all know to him is bustin', so just dap me up and frown
on
Me and Kiss is necessary, that much you can count on,
yeah

[Timbaland]
Jada talk so good, but they brain is not
ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not
ready
They don't know know know

Jada talk so good, but they brain is
not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but they brain is not
ready
They don't know know know

[Bubba Sparxxx]
How did him and
Bubba rise from this dirt and this cow feces?
To show you folks the hope for
this changin' shall be me
Notice how he see, the picture for it's
painting
and poured you up of this mixture before it was tainted
See I
was rydin' ruff only when me and D became aquatinted
and I pledge to
maintain it, be damned if I'ma change it
This shit is anus, ain't it? Fuck
'em, Kiss bring it home
I ryde or die with Beat Club, won't bend for the
sake of this song

[Jadakiss]
The streets is still mine, I stay with
the still nine
and it's still long and if I'm stronger than corn like I
pinkeyed
Niggaz pretend to be weeded, that's what the industry
needed
Kiss flippin' his flow, enemies heated
But we gon' let the gats
pop
From the old rifles on the dirt road to the handguns on the
blacktop
Don't get the plot wrong, this ain't a black or white politic
thing
Cocksucker, it's a hot song

[Timbaland]
Jada talk so good,
but they brain is not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but
they brain is not ready
They don't know know know

Jada talk so good,
but they brain is not ready
They don't know know
Bubba talk so good, but
they brain is not ready
They don't know know know