Eastside Jody
Текст песни Ready To Go Ft Pusha T

I go by the name of Drama boy, aka DJ Fresh
You know we still trapping.. why I'm this way
East-side Jody, 360 and this bitch!

Chorus: (x2)
Let go!
I got the mother fucking weed and the blow,
and the killers, and the dough, what's for show?
Yet they're ready to go!
More lie, more money, more problems
Thirty two still hanging at the bottom
And is ready to go!

Living, die by the G code we all strap,
Scared to talk on inter phone, I think they're all tapped
Turn nothing into something, I'm a fucking genius
Time to meet my ...he don't speak no English
But he manage well, he don't need no translator
Cause we speak the same language when we're counting paper
Young niggas on call, they're ready for whatever
Shoot your shooter for...
Switch your... gassed up, good...
Trying to catch out on a... I can make it happen
I don't give a fuck, if I don't make it rapping!

Chorus: (x2)
I got the mother fucking weed and the blow,
and the killers, and the dough, what's for show?
Yet they're ready to go!
More lie, more money, more problems
Thirty two still hanging at the bottom
And is ready to go!

On your marks, get ready, get set, go!
Olympiad when it come to get it with a blow
My real 18, we stay... with the dough
You're making ... playing in the snow

Yeah, keep shooters like the shower...
They only aim it for your shower, cops copy it
The reign won't... as long as the king don't stop
We're clearing out the pipe line, we drain no...
Everything, like I'm addicted to the glow
Connect, hit my... first words is ready to go!

Chorus: (x2)
I got the mother fucking weed and the blow,
and the killers, and the dough, what's for show?
Yet they're ready to go!
More lie, more money, more problems
Thirty two still hanging at the bottom
And is ready to go!

More money bring more hating, niggas
Extended clip, ride the pussy like some dental niggas
All my niggas got guns, are they ready to go?
All my niggas call it for the trap, they're ready for blow
I don't know nothing else but money and...
About my money I take your...
Everyday I'm hustling like Rose
Never change... how much I love to blow pay
.. Gucci shoes, look at all these Gs
You'll be a damn janitor, look at all these keys!
..your bitch is just freeze
Look at all this... yeah, my money go on trees!

Chorus: (x2)
I got the mother fucking weed and the blow,
and the killers, and the dough, what's for show?
Yet they're ready to go!
More lie, more money, more problems
Thirty two still hanging at the bottom
And is ready to go!