You're Not Ready

[Hook: 50 Cent] You said you're ready, you're not ready We don't shoot no one on one's Niggas'll clap, all that pack you Either way your ass is done When them shells hit you and they split you You gon' scream like a bitch In your dreams it don't feel How it feels when you're hit [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Momma baby boy is a killa Ain't it funny how them guns get to pop for the scrilla? Four bodies and 19 men, I love that little nigga For 5 grand niggas'll air the strip out For 10 grand niggas'll run up in your house Have you ass tryna talk with a gun up in ya mouth New York has taught niggas to get money Down South But get knocked in the commonwealth, stake your ass out Fuck the captain, fuck the sarge Fuck the king's that's in charge, bitch [Hook] [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] When my warriors come out and play, I'm Osirus I eat, sleep, shit and catch niggaritis And beat niggas down like the turtles on Riker's I'm a cheap ass connect with some high ass prices I've been totin'.fo-fo's and Mack-10's Since Tim Dog was on raw, G ten I'm the nigga on the strip that make feinds relapse I'm the nigga on the strip that's a walking G pack [Hook] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] I don't bash woman, but I'll throw a bitch in a sleeper I been this way since Rakim was kicking a speaker You can fly on holiday's like Christmas and Easter The only way yellow ice is if you piss in the freezer I'll put your partner in a case and park him off of pace You suppose to be getting money, cheddar carpet off your face I'm in the blaze, top runner in the race Nike fanatic, spent spring summer [?] Look what happened to Ma$e, I hope you see them same lighters And my tape pound from me, put you on tubes and vitamins I might've been slunked in the G-5 drunk and Thumpin' the chronic one ridin' with the Thump Jiva I'm on the run from marriage to rolling the carriage To go with the average, give me someone established I'm performing if they come with the carros These bitches want my son in their carriage But I don't wanna feel dumb and embrassed, bitch