Ready 4 War by Kev Dollaz Lyrics
[Intro: Kev Dollaz]
Ready for war
What?
Ready for war, AYE
KD
Grindmore
AYE
[Ted Park]
All of my brothers is ready for war
Take one of mines gotta settle the score
[Chorus: Ted Park]
They locked up my bro on the island always picked up when he called
Went on my first tour I was wilding Racks in my hand when he got out I promised we'd ball
I switch up my drip with no stylist
Remember I didn't have shit couldn't go to no mall
I stay with my brothers I came with them all
Could never fuck with no fake or no fraud mmhm
Oh we ready for war
If he try to touch me its straight to the morgue
Got his bitch on all fours
She saw me in the city i bought out the store
They ain't never seen a yellow boy with a blue face
Shordie tripping on me I got Prada on my shoe lace
All of my brothers is ready for war
Take one of ours gotta settle the score
[Verse 1: Kev Dollaz]
I'm Ready for war
Static, gotta put hands on who ever that came with em
He said he a shooter but he got no aim my savage he up it like damian
My brody a savage , we moving different on niggas if you try to play with em
We shoot at his matta airing em
We on a hunt & we crackin his cranium
Oh he movin hot , he wocky
Only the family niggas be oppy
These bullets too hot like takis
Ride with myself I don’t fuck with tekashis
Can't fuck witta rat , lame
Do it for clout than that boy gettin changed
Grindmore what I rep , claim
I took a loss and I charged it to the game
I’m never hiding
I’m just gettin money but niggas know I ain't a stranger to violence
I can’t fuck with a snake tryna act like they loyal these niggas lying
Aye
I ain't tryna be humble cus that shit is boring now I be wilding
Aye
Niggas love when I'm silent
[Chorus: Ted Park]
They locked up my bro on the island always picked up when he called
Went on my first tour I was wilding Racks in my hand when he got out I promised we'd ball
I switch up my drip with no stylist
Remember I didn't have shit couldn't go to no mall
I stay with my brothers I came with them all
Could never fuck with no fake or no fraud mmhm
Oh we ready for war
If he try to touch me its straight to the morgue
Got his bitch on all fours
She saw me in the city i bought out the store
They ain't never seen a yellow boy with a blue face
Shordie tripping on me I got Prada on my shoe lace
All of my brothers is ready for war
Take one of ours gotta settle the score
[Verse 2: Kev Dollaz]
Put on for my block cause I love that strip
When niggas be hatin I love that shit
Somebody gotta be mad
Get money trap safe and get off my dick
I get em sick to they stomach
Just set up the play then we on that lick
These niggas really be chuckin
Talking like they gon slide but don’t got no blick
(What?)
Dboy don't play with me I call em he do the rundown
He cross the line that's a penalty
He caught a bullet we caught us a touchdown
If you in my way move around been through alot so i gotta move foul
Dickriders be stealing my style crazy cus i got my music off the ground
It ain't no problem
I'm ready for war if he feeling special we change n revolve em
Want the smoke then we solve it
Im in a session smoking going retarded
I gotta, finish what i started
KD, that nigga they kno im the hardest
For the gang gotta roll out the carpet (Aye)
Ready for war
What?
Ready for war, AYE
KD
Grindmore
AYE
[Ted Park]
All of my brothers is ready for war
Take one of mines gotta settle the score
[Chorus: Ted Park]
They locked up my bro on the island always picked up when he called
Went on my first tour I was wilding Racks in my hand when he got out I promised we'd ball
I switch up my drip with no stylist
Remember I didn't have shit couldn't go to no mall
I stay with my brothers I came with them all
Could never fuck with no fake or no fraud mmhm
Oh we ready for war
If he try to touch me its straight to the morgue
Got his bitch on all fours
She saw me in the city i bought out the store
They ain't never seen a yellow boy with a blue face
Shordie tripping on me I got Prada on my shoe lace
All of my brothers is ready for war
Take one of ours gotta settle the score
[Verse 1: Kev Dollaz]
I'm Ready for war
Static, gotta put hands on who ever that came with em
He said he a shooter but he got no aim my savage he up it like damian
My brody a savage , we moving different on niggas if you try to play with em
We shoot at his matta airing em
We on a hunt & we crackin his cranium
Oh he movin hot , he wocky
Only the family niggas be oppy
These bullets too hot like takis
Ride with myself I don’t fuck with tekashis
Can't fuck witta rat , lame
Do it for clout than that boy gettin changed
Grindmore what I rep , claim
I took a loss and I charged it to the game
I’m never hiding
I’m just gettin money but niggas know I ain't a stranger to violence
I can’t fuck with a snake tryna act like they loyal these niggas lying
Aye
I ain't tryna be humble cus that shit is boring now I be wilding
Aye
Niggas love when I'm silent
[Chorus: Ted Park]
They locked up my bro on the island always picked up when he called
Went on my first tour I was wilding Racks in my hand when he got out I promised we'd ball
I switch up my drip with no stylist
Remember I didn't have shit couldn't go to no mall
I stay with my brothers I came with them all
Could never fuck with no fake or no fraud mmhm
Oh we ready for war
If he try to touch me its straight to the morgue
Got his bitch on all fours
She saw me in the city i bought out the store
They ain't never seen a yellow boy with a blue face
Shordie tripping on me I got Prada on my shoe lace
All of my brothers is ready for war
Take one of ours gotta settle the score
[Verse 2: Kev Dollaz]
Put on for my block cause I love that strip
When niggas be hatin I love that shit
Somebody gotta be mad
Get money trap safe and get off my dick
I get em sick to they stomach
Just set up the play then we on that lick
These niggas really be chuckin
Talking like they gon slide but don’t got no blick
(What?)
Dboy don't play with me I call em he do the rundown
He cross the line that's a penalty
He caught a bullet we caught us a touchdown
If you in my way move around been through alot so i gotta move foul
Dickriders be stealing my style crazy cus i got my music off the ground
It ain't no problem
I'm ready for war if he feeling special we change n revolve em
Want the smoke then we solve it
Im in a session smoking going retarded
I gotta, finish what i started
KD, that nigga they kno im the hardest
For the gang gotta roll out the carpet (Aye)