โหลดเพลง mp3 U Ain't Ready 4 Me - Beanie Sigel

Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin hoodies on, it's goin down
Nah you can't hang, nah you can't bang
You better get yo' gang
If you see me on the road better switch yo' lane
If you see me on your strip bitch get yo' thang
Fuck that, before rap had to flip cocaine
Knockin EMPD nigga +It's Yo' Thang+
Had the fisherman hat, with the 40 bottle twistin the cap
Outside all night pitchin the crack
But now things are a lil' bit different
I could start the car without the key in the ignition
Now I be Vivo sippin - nigga strapped with the mac
In the bookbag bitch, when I go road trippin
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 for me, yeah, what?
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 for me
The Bully harder than them bars in the lifer's house
You don't know me, see the Ghost when the lights go out
Kill yo' ass while you daydream nigga
I put your big man to sleep and let him fly like the A-Team nigga
You niggaz puss dick startin to get hard
Man we always strapped catch shit when you run in the bitch raw
I go off when the shit's off I usually turn it up when it go down
If you didn't you know now
You know it's the Ghost And the Bully in this bitch
Two hawks up You know I got the fully in this bitch
In the best shape of my life I know I could roof niggaz
I send 'em back down Sig', I know you "The Truth" nigga
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 for me, yeah, what?
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 for me
Ghost and Sigel, P-89 and the Eagle
Get stretched by the skinny or diesel
Hardest two out so it's gon' be plenty of evil
So run and tell all of the people
Yeah, what? Gun check rope check
Hit the club, rob shit during coat check
Just for the fuck of it nigga
I like the four-door big Heard you bust with it nigga
Like to blow a pound of weed heard you puffin it nigga
Let anybody front and we touchin it nigga
Yeah, what? I get berserk when I'm high on them perks
You fuck around like, you don't want your kidneys to work
I get the family, the doggie, the kitty get murked
Man what you know about puttin in work? Yeah, what?
And you know you ain't ready for me
Got a young boy turn your shit to spaghetti 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 for me, yeah, what?
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 for me