Archie Eversole We Ready Lyrics

We Ready Lyrics

[Chorus] (*background in parenthesis*)

We ready(what, what)

We
ready(what, what)

We ready(we ready, we ready)

For y'alllll(come on, we
ready, come on)

We ready(we ready for)

We ready(we ready for)

We
ready(we ready for)

For y'all(we ready, we ready)



[Verse
1]

Ain't no question 'bout, who the best

Macy gon' lay the track and
Archie come to do the rest

Step in the way, multiple shots are goin through
your chest

You must have called Pastor Troy cuz boy, you is blessed

And
I'ma take him out the game y'all

It ain't no thang y'all

You wanna buck
I'll rip you up like a chainsaw

The game's raw, boy, please believe
it

Keep your bible with you cause you gonna be needin Jesus

Fiendin for
chart-toppin hits

And Archie ain't gonna stop droppin shit

I'ma make a
million dollars then stand on the top of it

Rockin it, until the day I die
in this game

Archie with the Phat Boy addin the fire to the
fame



[Chorus](2x)

(what, what in background)



[Verse
2]

A-T-L we bout that head bustin, we leave you dead cousin

Whassup,
huh bitch nigga, you said somethin

If you ready why you stumblin to the
floor, huh?

If you ready why you stutterin "I ain't drunk"

I'ma show em
why they call us dirty

There is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't
worthy

Heard of me then, "Hell naw" before, bet you done heard of me
now

Atlanta, Georgia where the dirty be found

See I done did this since
my younger days

Only 16 but my pocket's never underage

So let's get
paid, cause I stay ready for it, please

And you is crazy if you think you
ready for me, so who ready



[Chorus](2x)

(what, what in
background)



[Verse 3]

You ain't ready for us, cause you ain't
ready for me

Courtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his knees

Stay
as crunk as can be

Who keeps it crunker than we

Nobody that's why we
comin throwin bows and them knees

See our foes and they freeze

They be
some suckas at heart

We ready for what you bringin so we bust ya
apart

You bustas ain't hard, stack em up and knockin em down

Another
cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin me now

Choppin em down, see how quick
you drop to the ground

Playin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you
around

I done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it now

And if you
didn't see it comin, Phat Boy lockin it down



[Chorus](2x)