Y'all Ain't Ready Yet (Remix/Dirty LP Version)

作词 : Edwards, Tyler

(Precise)

Man, them niggas can't **** with you, man, **** them niggas man! (Mystikal

I know, I,

I, I know

I know y'all niggaz can't **** with me cause

I can't **** with my damn self

I know, I know y'all niggaz can't **** with me

I I know y'all niggaz...

Ungh, got-damn it took a nigga thirteen mother****ing years through this shit bruh,

I been rappin since

La-Di-Da-Di some ****ing where

I know y'all niggaz

I know y'all niggaz

I know y'all niggaz

Aw **** it, it's on b***h

Chorus: I'm still not that nigga to **** with buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all niggaz can't **** with me cause

I can't **** with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door (door closing sound)

See can't nobody fly, through the swamp and bayou, like

I do I know y'all niggaz can't **** with me and they can't but they try to

Some niggaz just need to be warned

It's gonna be harder to get it up on a my own nigga go ring the alarm

Matter fact better know what it take for the back of your head to hit that grass

Let' s get this straight from the jump

I ain't playing with your b***h ass

These outside niggaz that run to the mic better come clean

**** with that

Saudi Arabian

Desert Storm veteran 12th ward offspring

I'm runnin these niggaz to the jets to the hills, to the back of the tracks

A-A-ask them hos, did

I do that?

I'm coming boisterous with 5 million switches

I'm the man with single and double and triple and four five six time them niggas

I'm the nigga with the go head, **** your nigga up in your bed standin 5 foot 'leven nigga crooked like a roach leg

Much bone and

I don't fail a test

Little mother****ing stupid asses hos both sides of the river

I can't be ****ed with, you can't touch this better grab hold

****in' I'm so cold

I'm like a 24 year-old north pole!

Give a **** about these raggly ass hoe

Grippin my nuts as

I strut in my baggy ass

Girbauds Makin em stop, (bigidabounce) pause,

Like Jubilee

All I'm harder than a mother****ing watchin

Janet Jackson in draws!

But if ya catch me on the tv, or the radio spell it

M-Y-S-T-I-

K-A-L y'all ain't ready though!

Chorus 2x (Precise)

So Mystikal, in your own words could you explain your style?

I gotta get a rhyme that can tumble through the air like a

Rambo spear

See y'all can stop lookin at another mother****er's face cause mother****er the man right her

You mother****ers didn't think tha

I could swing mine

Mother****er I'm doing bad and saying rhymes at the same time (I ain't lying

Talking behind my back don't make me no nevermind

Cause all you can say is

I'm smarter than

Einstein I'm fire like

Cayenne! You'll never catch me cause

I'm swift as a hyena

Gimme the chance

I'll rock the lakefront arena like

Teena Marie be rockin

Tipitina's (damn Gina)

Tall dark strong long and lean ain't nobody comin cleaner

It's all in the way

I lay my game down

Watch me swing with the gillotine rollin round mother****ing tow

But everybody think these mother****ers be wantin me to prove tha

I'm the man

Mother****er I'm colder than a freezer, cooler than a fa

I got no love for no b-i-e-otch

Matter fact's been that way since

I was wearin osh kosh b'gosh

But yet y'all steadily trying to squab bout me

When I come in this door the only thing y'all can do is talk about me

Better get some business about yourself that's what you better do

Matter fact

I'm a tell you mother****ers three thing

I'm a never do

One : never gonna change my style

Two: never gonna bounce, three: never gonna bow

I'm gettin tired of being sick and tired

Mother****er you got a problem with me gettin' hig

Suck big mother****ers and di

Same rhyme phrase get me paid, they can't fade the tan shade man with the braids

Mother****ers peep a

I creep through the 12th ward

I done offended these mother****ers compare me to mother****ers that gotta practice looking har

Mother****er-a won't leave me alon

I'm not that

Thug and I'm not that

Ruggish but

I do pack

Bone Black prince of the south that's my title

Mother****er I'm whoo chka ckha oooooww! bad lik

Michael I'm throwin rhymes at a steady flow (Inhaling) whoo there they go y'all mother****ers ain't ready y

Chorus mother****er

I pimp hos instead of an army petty mother****er it don't harm m

Mother****er I'm entertaining lik

Cedric and

I'm mac like

Bernie I'm black like

Menace and

I'm g like

Slimm I'm

Sporty like

T and I'm smooth like

Tim I can click just like the boot camp but

I'm conscious like daughter

Mother****er I'm insane but um, you still be wantin to claim tha

I'm your partner

I'm Down just like

Bust plus

I'm Ice just like

Mike And I'm the living lyrical miracle

I'm just ice like precise

I'm the invisible man you blind you can't see mother****e

Picture I got more b*****s on my d**k than niggas a

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