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Ask ya selfAsk ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for the hardcore?Ask ya self if you ready for dramaWith two of the baddest motherfuckers ever to create, tunes to a lamaYou fucking with the best(First, ask ya self if you ready for Krumb Snatch)Then ask you self if you ready for TefAnd if you ready for death, pull all the steps outI'ma make the glocks sound(Nigga we got it locked out)(Y'all niggas is popped out)We're raw 'n diggy Caveliti(All city)(And this here, what we call gritty)I'm one of the five Horsemen, gimme twenty four hours to liveAnd I'll swell with a baked beans outta BostonProceed with caution, I'm about to wig outTo the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the shit outBy accident, we do some shit on the micLetras de cancionesThat a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped againFuck, y'all talking 'bout after we kick a holeIn the speaker then pull the plug, we walking outAsk ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for the hardcore?The hardcoreNow ask ya self, do you can keep run fasterThan this bullet can chamber?(Son, you in danger)We hit off heavy metal to settle to be frequentlyAnd that's all me(Nigga)Thinking you can talk sideways from the sound wooferNo prove of action(My whole team laughing)And ask ya self, do you think we got the timeFor you tucking-truck rhymes?(Bitch, hell no)We put wigs on fire like Michael mean Pepsi(Cats blowing like a lesbie)Testing me and Tef is like me and you laughAnd we'll announce a breath from holy you nnothingThat's defListen, nigga, we don't doubt youSimply we don't give a fuck about youMe and my girlfriend, I make the world spin without youYou fucking with real niggaz, feel niggazWalking through the house and kill niggaz(Hardcore)Bitch, niggaAsk ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for action?Ask ya self, is you ready for the hardcore?Na, na, na, fuck thatDon't hold me back TefNa, na, lemme go, lemme goFuck these niggazNaw, they don't know, hold up dogLemme go, hold up dog, hold upNa, na, na, hold up, wait up, they went about it wrongFeelin' brave hearted, try me on a songI'm a let niggaz know, they got it confusedYou got gats and bats we get those tooSemi's and macks cocked and aimed at youBloodthirsty, star what the worst beNo mercy, we god and bang hard with any squad or mobbComing forty niggaz like a jail yardBlood on my silk shirt, choke niggaz outScuffed up my Timbs, we bang 'em in the mouthYou niggaz want a concrete rebelPulling out busting like war in the jungleMad 'cause my crew lay bubble in the tunnelMost humble, we send shots when we come throughGet praised but still blaze in the battleThe ruff days, these two bullets niggaz tattleI'm immune to them tuff-talk, them big boy stanzeYou coming in pairs, then two bodies by the stairsNigga we bang with the best, the models to restCreate drama, rock armor, Smith & Wess-onsBlood shot, gun cocked, mingling shottingLost in this world I'm in, feeling money rhymingEyes roaming, zoning, looking with a Nottz beatLabel most dangerous, police lay and watch meHarts start jumping, we peeping niggaz frontingWe come through thumping, pulling out dumpingTangle with your best entourageWe coming in yards to face off with any yardsSoldier you're dust on the fully loaded shotgunWhistling throughout the air, just to mock oneBlood for your socks sonIs you ready for the hardcoreThe hardcoreAnd after Krumb Snatcha snatch yo' worthy possessionsI got strict orders to clap you From Letras Mania