Lil Durk – Ready for Em Lyrics

Lil Durk – Ready for Em Lyrics
Ready for Em
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    "Ready for Em." - Lil Durk

    Album: Signed to the Streets 2
    Track No: 01
    Is it true you got shooters hangin' out the roof?
    I'm just tryin' to do what I spit in the booth
    Free Dada and Budo, shooters on the loose
    On the block, earn stripes, squad full of troops
    Call Zoo, he be ready every time I do
    Shot clock but he ready every time to shoot
    Ops route for a diss, I just give 'em shots
    I gotta chill 'cause the police posted on the block
    D-Thang say we hot but it's easy to flop
    I call Rod 'cause he easy with mop
    **** hate, just give me my prop
    **** say that I'm dumb when they see me with thot
    Boy, I tell 'em like I can't get better with bitches
    I'm so fed up with these snitches, smoke one for Pluto
    I'ma put grass in these Swishers
    And step on these pipes with my ****
    They killin' my pride, bitches, they killin' my vibe
    IG full of money but they askin' for rides
    Not me, ask one of my guys
    I kill for one of my guys, we bros from the drop
    Remember them days I was starvin'
    Empty stomach, no car, no money
    These **** be tweakin'
    That's why I got shooters on dummy, let's get it
    Got broski on point like Kyrie
    Don't fear no man that can die like me
    I done dodged doin' hits, I dodged my mama
    Told me get out the Dodge, can't sleep
    I can't, Mom, 'cause I'm in too deep
    It's to the point where my **** only came to me
    Fuck a homie 'cause a homie don't think like Tony
    Montana 'cause the chopper for shorty, oh
    Lost J-Money and Tay, the shit happened, I hate it
    No Drake, but ****, we made it
    Called Dede, he ready, he slingin'
    Impatient, got killers like Haitians
    I land in Miami, call Dada, we go and take off to lil' Haiti
    Got shooters on shooters that shoot to kill shooters
    Ain't talkin' no Navy
    Sneak dissin' on the squad, we send shot at that boy
    And broski be facin'
    Pillow talkin' to bitches
    I see if she bad, but ****, she basic
    I ain't heard 'bout ****, and I ain't worried 'bout ****
    Street sweepers hit the streets up
    And I don't care 'bout a ****, let's get it

    Writer(s): Durk Banks.

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