Notorious B. I. G. Ready to Die lyrics
Artist
Notorious B. I. G.
Album
Ready to Die
Song
Ready to Die
Lyrics
Yeah...
Yeah...
(you ready motherf***er? )
(we gon kill your ass)
As I grab the glock, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the safety is off release
Straight at your dome homes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie smalls the savage, doin your brain cells much damage
Teflon is the material for the imperial
Mic ripper girl stripper the henny sipper
I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch
Quick to grab the right bi*** and make her drive
The q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck sh**
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I dont f*** up my sheets, huh
My sh** is deep, deeper than my grave g
Im ready to die and nobody can save me
f*** the world, f*** my moms and my girl
My life is played out like a jheri curl, Im ready to die
As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
Doin whatever it took from snatchin chains to pocketbooks
A big bad motherf***er on the wrong road
I got some drugs tried to get the avenue sold
I want it all from the rolexes
To the lexus gettin paid, is all I expected
My mother didnt give me what I want, what the f***?
Now I got a glock, makin motherf***ers duck
sh** is real, and hungrys how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal
Kickin niggaz down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to niggaz gettin wet
The infrareds at your head real steady
You better grab your guns cause Im ready, ready
Im ready to die!
(nah we aint gon kill your ass yet)
(we gonna make you suffer)
In a sec I throw the tec to your f***in neck
Everybody hit the deck, biggie bout to get some wreck
Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talkin
You better act like cece, and keep on walkin
When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung on like you slumber right you fell to the conrete
Your face, my feet, they meet, were stompin
Im rippin mcs from tallahassee, to compton
Biggie smalls on a higher plane
Niggaz say Im strange deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain
Make your sh** splatter
Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter
After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck split
Down your backbone to where your motherf***in cheek drip
The sh** I kick, rip it through the vest
Biggie smalls passin any test, Im ready to die!
Im ready
(time to go, we gonna put you out your misery motherf***er)
Niggaz definitely know what time it is
The notorious one in full effect
For ninety-three!
Suicidal, Im ready!
(now I lay me down to sleep)
Yeah
(pray the lord my soul to keep)
(if I should die before I wake)
(I pray the lord my soul to take)
(cause Im ready to die)
(all yall motherf***ers come with me if you want to)
(biggie smalls the biggest man)
(rockin on and on in ninety-three, easy mo bee)
(third eye, and the rest of the bad boy fam)
(I dont wanna see no cryin at my funeral)
Date Added
2006-01-16
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