Armed & Ready

[Intro: YB] Armed and Ready Grab on the mash with latex No face no case no evey [Chorus: YB, CB] Armed and ready Two hands on the bruck, back steady Grip on the mash with latex Jump in the ride then I leave my celly No face, no case, no evey Tryna put youts on telly Still tryna get them readies Mind dat cos we out for the bellies Armed and ready Two hands on the bruck, back steady Grip on the mash with latex Jump in the ride then I leave my celly No face, no case, no evey Tryna put youts on telly Still tryna get them readies Mind dat cos we out for the bellies [Verse 1: CB] Armed and ready, two waps, nigga, don't lack Better dash when I bark that specie Got beef on road so I sleep with smoke And the mash soo heavy No face, no case, imma do that bait and bath, I'm petty Like, only real drillers will get me Forest Gate, we the baddest Done made this summer the maddest Ain't nuttin but drillers and trappers They ain't nuttin but singers and rappers Got the opps on ropes They got cheffed, dipped down and smoked They can't handle the gang on volts I stood firm and I slapped that pole Woodgrange, I beg you, try pass these gates Can't step in the Gaza, Shortz got it tucked in his North Face The life I live is mad, jugg, guns, money and yatts They done CB now they all cat Fuck a bitch, need money and waps [Chorus: YB, CB] Armed and ready Two hands on the bruck, back steady Grip on the mash with latex Jump in the ride then I leave my celly No face, no case, no evey Tryna put youts on telly Still tryna get them readies Mind dat cos we out for the bellies Armed and ready Two hands on the bruck, back steady Grip on the mash with latex Jump in the ride then I leave my celly No face, no case, no evey Tryna put youts on telly Still tryna get them readies Mind dat cos we out for the bellies [Verse 2: YB] Talk to your friends, I ain't gonna talk on the net Get shot, and wan' talk to the feds, corn intense Still Crip walk thru the ends I ain't new to this war, I'm a vet Want them all dead, block full of booters and trappers Get the drop on the opp then we crash it And bro got the smoke, he a hazard Got smoke, blow smoke out the cannon Never leave my brothers Can't let anything slide, ANV for my brothers I need me a yungen Send a young boy O, he made P's in abundance Give a fuck about age, ching up a big man, squeeze on a yungen Give a fuck about age, ching up a big man, squeeze on a yungen I beg a boy fuck with the 7th, try fuck with the 7th Red tape, hella shellings Get a boy down no tellin' on the 6, 16 or 11 Sneak diss, I'll drill him in person Sharp bread come with it, it's curtains Kick doors if I hear that your serving Fuck a drive-by, that shit isn't worth it [Chorus: YB, CB] Armed and ready Two hands on the bruck, back steady Grip on the mash with latex Jump in the ride then I leave my celly No face, no case, no evey Tryna put youts on telly Still tryna get them readies Mind dat cos we out for the bellies Armed and ready Two hands on the bruck, back steady Grip on the mash with latex Jump in the ride then I leave my celly No face, no case, no evey Tryna put youts on telly Still tryna get them readies Mind dat cos we out for the bellies