Rasheeda, Archie Eversole - We Ready lyrics

I feel the master, Phat boy and D-Lo
Ya'll ready, they ready c'mon, C'mon
Rasheeda she ready, we ready
Archie, you ready, we ready
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon you ready
Archie, Rasheeda, we ready

We ready (What, what) we ready (What, what)
We ready (We ready, we ready)
For y'all (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)

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 ya chest
You must have called Pastor Troy
Cause 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 gon' be needin' Jesus
Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hit's
And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' shit
I'ma make a million dollars then stand
On the top of it
Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game
Archie with the Phat Boy addin'
The fire to the fame hook 2x's

Who came to crank this bitch
Up like a new Lac (Lac)
It be that diva Rasheeda, so holla back
(back) we crackin on these niggas switch
Hatin on them snitches (snitches)
And in the mean time playa
I be stackin riches (riches)
I switch positions
Now it's Phat boy and D-LO
And we ain't ready for you
Nigga's commin throught the door
I told ya'll once before boy
Ain't no I in teams (teams)
Now ATL will know Rasheeda, now what chu mean
(now what you chu mean)
I got my enemy in sight and my target locked
Man fuck these busters
Kurt pull it and let em drop
(and let em drop) i'm off da meter pull the
Heater from out my purse (purse)
And break these niggas off somthin
Pullin up their skirts (skirts)
I leave the game hurt WHAT!

Archie: 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