Ese 40'z Ft. Mr. Kid 187 - We're Ready

Download Single Song Or Whole Album On Itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/bb/album/515... Download Single Song Or Whole Album On Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/5150-Psychovill... Artist: Ese 40'z Ft. Mr. Kid 187 Song: We're Ready Album: 5150 Psychoville Ink Year: 2014 Lyrics "We're Ready" (Song Intro) Yeah... Ese 40'z and Mr. Kid 1-8-7 droppin it on the real Twenty-thirteen rhymes... Fifty-one Five-Oh Pyschoville Till it's all said and done homie... Sho nuff... (Ese 40'z Verse) I come from that mothafuckin land, with these hellish rhymes Triple digit mothafuckin plans, I embellish crimes Up on another track... with Mr. Kid, off with that one eight seven Up when I hit that mothafuckin mike, pop like black elevens Kays that abouts to spray, when we be letting um off like an auto-mac Hittin up off that mothafuckin kane, when I chug that thirty pack This life that I'm living, that N-B-G... that I'm reppin From this fuck I don't give, up on another drunken session Fuck haters and enemies, energies... Ain't shit to me I'm fadin these remedies, inner peace... ain't finna be Cuz I'm lost and I'm tossin, like in a coffin I suffer Cate on the fade up, so fuck a hater who covers Up on the truth, gotta bust on these fools who be fakin So I be off on the move, ain't nothing to lose... so I'm takin All of that stress...s and all of that strife, that I'm turnin Into the best, off shit that I write... leave um burnin' (We're Ready Chorus) 2X Who be ready for these locos from the N.B. Gang? Ese 40'z... Mr. Kid... be the mothafuckin names One eighty seven on the foes and forty ways to the tierra High life... gone for days, while we step though the Guerra (Mr. Kid 187's Verse) (We're Ready Chorus) 2X (Ese 40'z Verse Two) Off on this rola, me and Kid Rappin about this life we live Livin it for today, but still remember crazy shit we did Back in the past, now to the present Into the future, while I present All of these thoughts, on a lyrical viaje Fading um all, with a brew and a pa-se Locked loaded and we ready Poppin um off, better aim them steady At all them fuckin foes, fulla hate and envy... raining heavy Fists or balas, whatever they need Put um on the ground, gotta make them bleed Off in the mix, reppin N-B-G... Where the shit pops off... and the demons are freed And like the homeboy Kid said, "R.I.P. to O.G. Frosty and.." All the other fallen soldiers, through and all across the lands I'm showing some love... throwing it up, Mr. One-Eighty-Seven... blowing it up All across the map... and yelling it loud, that we don't give fuck This gutta life... that ghetto flow... spitting this rap and I'm letting um know Off in the lands... where they letting um throw And off in the lands... where they letting um go Ready for whatever, fuck the hating and the envy Nobody does it better, than these locos from the NB...