Yeah, yeah You ready, motherfucker? We gon' kill your ass I'm ready As I grab the Glock, put it to your headpiece Run in the chamber, the safety is off, release Straight at your door, homes, I wanna see cabbage He's small to savage, doin' your brain cells much damage Teflon is the material for the imperial Mike Ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper I drop lyrics off and on like a light switch Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q 45 blocks and texts are expected when I wreck shit Respect is collected, so check it I got techniques drippin' out my buttcheeks Sleep up my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets Look, my shit is deep, deeper than my grave, G I'm ready to die and nobody can save me Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl My life is played out like a jerry curl, I'm ready to die As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook Doin' whatever it took, from snatchin' chains to pocketbooks A big bad motherfucker on the wrong road I got some drugs, tried to get the avenue sold I bought it all, from the Rolexes to the Lexus Gettin' paid is all I expected My mother didn't give me what I want, what the fuck? Now I got a Glock, makin' motherfuckers duck Shit is real, and hungry's how I feel I rob and steal because that money got that whip up here Kickin' niggas down the steps just for rap Any repercussion lead to niggas gettin' wet The infrared's at your head real steady You better grab your guns cause I'm ready Cause I'm ready, ready In a sec, I throw the tech to your fuckin' neck Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some breath Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talkin' You better act like CeCe and keep on walkin' When I hit you, I switch it to the white meat You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin' I'm rippin' emcees from Tallahassee to Carlton Biggie Smalls on a higher plane Niggas say I'm strange to range Because I put the 12 games to your brain Make your shit splatter, mix the blood like batter Then my pocket gets fatter after the hit Leave you on the street with your neck slit Down your backbone to wear your motherfuckin' shit dress The shit I kick, rip it through the vest Biggie Smalls passin' any test, I'm ready to die You better act like CeCe and keep on walkin' When I hit you, I switch it to the white meat You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin' I'm rippin' emcees from Tallahassee to Carlton Biggie Smalls passin' any test, I'm ready to die Leave you on the street with your neck slit Down your backbone to wear your motherfuckin' shit dress The shit I kick, rip it through the vest Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take Cause I'm ready to die I'm ready I'm ready All y'all motherfuckers come with me bro I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready Biggie Smalls, Biggie Banks I'm ready Rockin' on and on and on the street Easy Mo' B Shout out To the Bad Boy Family I don't wanna see no cryin' at my funeral I don't wanna see no cryin' at my funeral