Testo ready 2 live! - Chow Lee
Testo della canzone ready 2 live! (Chow Lee), tratta dall'album ready 2 live!
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I been living my life like im ready to die
Lord knows that im ready to not
Im keeping my brodie, just right by my side
Why?
Cus i know he ready to flock
I dont really rap, i just go in the booth and start speaking my mind
Then im ready to drop
She swear to god that i be cappin when i say that im in love
How you gon' tell me im not?
My dawg he so deep in them percs, but im poppin too
So how im gon' tell him to stop?
And thats the wrong way to be thinkin'
Cus ima be sick as a bitch if he high and then drop
Hold your head up if you in the box
If you walk in the spot with a slip hope you beatin' the box
And i got a G in this drop
I got a G in my lap
Not the G in the box
Nowadays all of my brothers they living through me
And i swear to god this shit amazing
My old bitch be calling me stranger
My name is Chow, so i told the bitch save it for david
No we aint nothing to play with
Oh you got a 40 okay
Let me see how this drake hit
Me hittin licks, is ancient
Im gettin money off rap, still sanctioned with
Gangstas
I told my lil bro chill
You would think that he work at the liquor store catchin these cases
Im hittin these bitch jus like babe ruth
Homerun
And im sliding and stealing these bases
Nowadays fuck in the penthouse
Used to be basement
Back in the day thats the vacant
I need some new shit, i aint gon get hard if you jus stand there naked
Yeah
I aint gon get hard if you jus stand there
Fuck that
All my brothers they living through me
He toting a gun and he living for me
He gon step
He gon step
He gon step
Just bought him some sneaks
This shit is a field, so i bought him some cleats
This shit could be real when you living ya dreams
Alright
I been living my life like im ready to die
Lord knows that im ready to not
Im keeping my brodie, just right by my side
Why?
Cus i know he ready to flock
I dont really rap, i just go in the booth and start speaking my mind
Then im ready to drop
She swear to god that i be cappin when i say that im in love
How you gon' tell me im not?
My dawg he so deep in them percs, but im poppin too
So how im gon' tell him to stop?
And thats the wrong way to be thinkin'
Cus ima be sick as a bitch if he high and then drop
Hold your head up if you in the box
If you walk in the spot with a slip hope you beatin' the box
And i got a G in this drop
I got a G in my lap
Not the G in the box
I got a G in this drop
I got a G in my lap
Not the G in the box
I got a G in this drop
I got a G in my lap
Not the G in the box
Alright
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Writer(s): Justin Jones
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