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Styles P U Ain T Ready For Me

)] You ain't ready for me, you ain't ready for me You ain't ready for me, yeah, what? (You ain't ready for me, you ain't ready for me) (You ain't ready

T H U G T H U G Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

ground Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for

thugs Turn revolutionary, 360 he with me she with me Anything for you, give up my kidney... [Verse 3: Dead Prez] Up early in the morning, training with the machete Revolutionary, ready for

told Daz we about to fry niggas like fries And seperate them by 5's, and light up the skies Crip that D.P., K-U-R-U-P-T Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick

-t-n-o-l-i-m-i-t Nigga, we b-o-u-t-i-t-b-o-u-t-i-t Fonzarelli, gimme the mike Let me get in they ass And with the ice cream man we kickin ass Came way

that survive take a steel cage bus ride but for me i ain't sucka free cuz punks is tryin to take it easy lessy comin straight from the get go we ran our own undercover gang though fools didn't

I step with a tec 9 Ready to put somethin' up in that ass to give respect mine Fool, Deatrow ain't lynchin' and the Pound ain't mobbin' We all don't

it, nuh-uh. Still bills I'm payin', still for mils I'm prayin' In the meanwhile, I stayed me and wait, De life ain't great, But's better than the jobs