Im Ready Lyrics by Cam'ron

Im Ready Lyrics

    (Juelz Santana)
    I feel like dropping something man
    Yo they tried to box me in the corner for the longest
    No key, locked me in this corner for the longest but
    Common man they can't fuck with me, Juelz Santana
    Uh, some how I managed to creep from under the rock
    Linking up with Cam and linking up with the Roc now
    Shit I told you, I won't fail you niggas man
    Yo this is powerful music I bring to this table
    The sequels are able the way I sling cane 'cause
    Let the music talk to them
    Yo, y'all know I'm fast in focus in case you haven't noticed
    Squeeze and blast them open as soon as the magnum open
    Yeah I told you man
    Uh, Cam gone make me a star, I'ma make him a million
    Jones is here I'm invading the building and
    Yeah Diplomat
    For the last time we got this man
    But I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks
    Big coat, big gat, don't ever forget that

    (Jim Jones)
    Yes I'm, yes uh, oh yeah nigga
    Yo, eyo my gold link can be number one on your charts
    If it happens so be it we come with the art
    Everyone in my part, they still moving
    All them chums in the front of the
    Yo I do this shit sick, stuffed and congested
    They don't give a fuck if you're sick you still get cuffed and arrested
    My justice is wretched
    You get knocked down please grab your crutches keep stepping
    Cause the game we done held back too long
    The pain we done felt that too long
    Cocaine we done dealt that too long
    And my pops it don't help that you gone, myself to move on
    Its scary and I'm gonna need help
    Streets flaunting me, dogs and marijuana don't help
    Fiends, junkies in the corner don't help
    Knee deep in my grave on these blocks I'm a goner myself but

    (Cam'Ron)
    Huh, killa, I'm here y'all
    Huh, I'm ready, I'm ready, huh, hey
    Hey, Yo what up buzzing buzzing, bird flip a dozen dozen
    Holla at your boy boy, you thought your cousin wasn't
    I'm ready, yes sir here we go
    Jim Jones (??)bones Santana many feet
    You niggas know Holla at me if there's any beef
    Yes sir, huh
    I know in vise versa we like murder we convict in the truck
    But yo if you got bitches to fuck hit me up dog
    Yeah I'm ready, huh
    Far as lyrics go they rocking recitals
    It won't stop until I'm on top with the title
    Hustling no stopping the cycle, I'm shopping for rifles
    I'm not for the idols
    Fuck the twin towers dog, we on top of the Eiffel
    Like live Pisa Pisa, eating a piece of pizza
    You cant be were I be dog, you need a visa
    Common chief of reefer
    Please believe it, I will squeeze and ya
    All bullets they will heat and seek ya
    Harlem world I'ma swell my town
    You a clown you can tell by now
    That I'm, I'm ready, I'm ready we coming for the title

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