Ready for Dem

[Chorus] Ready for dem, but dem no ready for me, blam Ready for dem, but dem no ready for me, blam, blam Ready for dem but dem no ready for me Bring nummy-num one, bring nummy-num two, bring nummy-nummy-num three [Verse 1: Heavy D] Here comes the man you dig, the man you dug The man you love, the man you hug So come get some of the funky drum-drum, here I come-come Lights, camera, plenty punany action I'm the Don in the city known for the nitty-gritty Consider me Big Willy, consider you itty-bitty I'm the youngest in a family of six I flirted with chicks, and then I learned tricks in the ghetto mix I went pop, but I still kept my ghetto pass And anyone who laughs can kiss my yellow ass I'm the okey-dokey man, the hokey-pokey man The bigger nigga with the trigger leave you smoky, man Quick to flip a chick or flatten a flappy lip The kid never slips because I'm wicked off the hip Known to keep it steady for punks who act petty It's Vin Rock, Kay Gee, Treach, big and Heavy, you ain't ready [Chorus] Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam, blam Ready for dem but dem no ready for we Bring nummy-num one, bring nummy-num two, bring nummy-nummy-num three [Verse 2: Treach] Sit tight or try to get wreck, ooh, when we ain't 'round yet That's the type of writer to get booed at a sound check Check the rep of the nappy Naughty Treach is I go all out, fuck it, just call me exit I'm on some old next shit, nexus, your neck for breakfast Your back's for practice, an ass for ass kicks And as for that shit, I'm sayin' this (brass brick?) Get with this or this, ain't that shit that slick? For what it's worth, I'm coming from the edge of the Earth I'm the only kid I know that was worse at birth (Another ghetto bastard) Everybody that knew me was worse than cursed My first words, "Not me, spank the fucking nurse" If I was a doctor, chill I'll give you six months to live, another six if you can't pay the bill I do what I will I'll gas ya ass like Getty, 'cause motherfucker, you ain't ready [Chorus] Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam, blam Ready for dem but dem no ready for we Bring nummy-num one, bring nummy-num two, bring nummy-nummy-num three [Verse 3: Heavy D] Flex like I'm in gymnastics or a prophylactic Never short on loot 'cause I got a fat grip I've been in the game for six joints and never lost cool points I'm hard as cement and slick like ointment For those of you who don't know the big, big man You better slow down you diggity-dig-dig, man? Consider me an overweight Don Juan, smooth as Perignon I got it going on and on and on [Verse 4: Treach] Who be the next to get got? Drip-drop (prom like my buyer?) The wrong man to marry but I'ma carry Mariah You coming to flow flip? You better not blow it He's king with nothing but an ashy toe to show for it Let's get to flow, set the flow, bet' let me go Might go, let me know, 'cause, uh , I'm read' to go I come to tear you out the frame like I was rippin mona lisa Your album budget is cheaper than your beeper So see ya [Verse 5: Heavy D] Some unlucky hockey-pucky Brass monkey-drinking, I wonder what he's thinking I got crazy rap trophies and you and you niggas know me Respect you need to show me, if not, then blow me The over-dominant one, you're just my youngest son Before I blow, I'd like to say "yo" to all the young guns Don't ever step or flex to set, you better double-figure Ain't nothing roly-poly, homie, rolling with Naughty niggas [Verse 6: Treach & Heavy D] So neither you or yours, him or hers can do what? I carved up ya hard bunch, so call it a crew cut You ain't ready, remarkable, or regal You're the fucking reason that abortion shit is legal I'm eager as a beaver, yo, bite my shit and bring it back like a retriever Off the nuts, mutts, I see ya I ain't got time to be, trying to be find to be Try, never find a G, if I find, it's mine, you see They wanna come up, oh, why, how? I say, "Oh, try now, step and I'll punch off your eyebrows" I'm representing Jersey, Lord, have mercy Naughty and Heavy, you'll never be ready, baby (Uh-huh) [Chorus] Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam, blam Ready for dem but dem no ready for we Bring nummy-num one, bring nummy-num two, bring nummy-nummy-num three Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam Ready for dem, but dem no ready for we, blam, blam Ready for dem but dem no ready for we Bring nummy-num one, bring nummy-num two, bring nummy-nummy-num three [Outro: Heavy D] [?]