[Chorus] (*background in parenthesis*)   We ready(what, what)   We ready(what, what)   We ready(we ready, we ready)   For y'alllll(come on, we ready, come on)   We ready(we ready for)   We ready(we ready for)   We ready(we ready for)   For y'all(we ready, we ready)      [Verse 1]   Ain't no question 'bout, who the best   Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest   Step in the way, multiple shots are goin through your chest   You must have called Pastor Troy cuz boy, you is blessed   And I'ma take him out the game y'all   It ain't no thang y'all   You wanna buck I'll rip you up like a chainsaw   The game's raw, boy, please believe it   Keep your bible with you cause you gonna be needin Jesus   Fiendin for chart-toppin hits   And Archie ain't gonna stop droppin shit   I'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of it   Rockin it, until the day I die in this game   Archie with the Phat Boy addin the fire to the flame      [Chorus](2x)   (what, what in background)      [Verse 2]   A-T-L we bout that head bustin, we leave you dead cousin   Whassup, huh bitch nigga, you said somethin   If you ready why you stumblin to the floor, huh?   If you ready why you stutterin "I ain't drunk"   I'ma show em why they call us dirty   There is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't worthy   Heard of me then, "Hell naw" before, bet you done heard of me now   Atlanta, Georgia where the dirty be found   See I done did this since my younger days   Only 16 but my pocket's never underage   So let's get paid, cause I stay ready for it, please   And you is crazy if you think you ready for me, so who ready      [Chorus](2x)   (what, what in background)      [Verse 3]   You ain't ready for us, cause you ain't ready for me   Courtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his knees   Stay as crunk as can be   Who keeps it crunker than we   Nobody that's why we comin throwin bows and them knees   See our foes and they freeze   They be some suckas at heart   We ready for what you bringin so we bust ya apart   You bustas ain't hard, stack em up and knockin em down   Another cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin me now   Choppin em down, see how quick you drop to the ground   Playin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you around   I done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it now   And if you didn't see it comin, Phat Boy lockin it down      [Chorus](2x)