We Ready

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Haha Gutta Gutta Weezy we ready (uh huh) We ready (my Nigga) We ready (uh huh) And we so SQAD Gutta holla at dem bitches [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] I come through like move bitch get out tha way 'Fore I pull this Glock out and stick it dead in yo face nigga A young wild nigga won't crack a smile nigga I pull it out and start bustin' in tha crowd nigga And I do it for my gangsta niggas Don't give a fuck, run in tha club and bang a nigga Shit, and look I keep it gangsta on tha regular Stay in yo place Gutta 10 steps ahead of ya Snitch rattin muhfuckas call em federals Get tha fuck out my way dats what ya betta do Or that beretta leave dat lead up in yo sweater dude I had yo stupid ass dead up in tha woods dude I'm so hood dude Got that Escalade ridin 22's shoes Who want it wit tha SQAD nigga we could clash crew Bitch we bad news Stay yo distance lil nigga we will smash you Get out our path Young Moneys on tha cash route I'm on tha any V twizzy blowin' past you Its that young, slim, high, yellow, bad dude [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Weezy Baby Man I'm a G-A-N-G ster Take it to the streets, say when he scurrrrrred T. Streets slam and see ya make tha Z scurrrrrr Fee Fee gone lace tha weed with tha syrup Weezy don of tha SQAD nigga bow down Excuse yo self from tha table we bout to chow down We bust up in this bitch with our smiles down O how wow, Glock Glock, fo fo, pow pow Got a lion in tha engine with tha loud growl Little kids and pets run from tha row row Say round we bout to bring it back to our town Man shit bout to go down down Supa got that brown now And little snecky he got them pounds now Whodi we got money from tha floor to tha ceilin' Homie talken slick we got money on tha flo' we bout to kill em Put money on my flo' man ima win it Fee I got us papi You could sit back and put yo feet up Ima make sure we all eat my nigga fee'd up And you can catch me G'd up On tha stage at tha club tossin' G's up Or at tha table rappin' ki's up They tell me I can make it rappin put them ki's up But im like 25 ki's up Tha streets is tough Man I gotta give these peeps they stuff it's a hot summer You can still catch me and Stunta in a fo' do' Lexus Its only Weezy Baby no mo' extras And you know he bout to buy me a fo' do Testa Just cause he's impressed with my solo effort I show no care for those who left us Fuck those fellows I'm so rebellious I show no remorse When I see you hold yo thoughts or we gon hold court And I kno you don't wanna hold court I come up in that bitch with a K and bang out tha whole court [Outro: Lil Wayne] I'm tired of talken' to yall niggas man This yo boy Weezy, go head, haha, S.S We ready, We ready, We ready and we so Sqad We ready (uh huh), We ready (uh huh), We ready (biotch) and we so SQAD (YEA) Man we here nigga Ain't nothing you could tell us ain't nothing to stop us nigga We here nigga S-Q-A-D on yo mutha fuckin mind nigga In yo back and yo tummy Holla at dem boys man You already know we tha fuckin' East landlords man You already know this shit don't you S-Q-A-D S-H-I-T in ya back bitch Anything you wanna say holla at yo boy Weezy Baby I see you, I see you nigga, I see you looking at me and my SQAD You gotta look cause we tha hottest shit in this bitch Any nigga want anything to tell me tell me now Fuck ya