Ready Set Go - Killer Mike

Hut one, Hut two two

Ready set go

Make these niggas get right

Or get low

Hut one, hut two two

Ready set go

Make these niggas get right

Or get low

Get low, get low or get right right

Holla killer kill for the villa Big Mike Big Mike

Get low get low or get right right

Holla killer kill for the villa Big Mike Big Mike

I know these streets bout tired of this weak shit

Your style been ran through like a freak bitch

The pussy club got you angered with your frequent

Ed Hardy ass nigga and ya sequins

Might as well shop at Victoria Secret

Have 'em gift wrap you some «I love Pink» shit

Rap due and y’all niggas delinquent

You better find another nigga to link with

Cause the nigga you link with is a lie fool

I used to bully that monkey nigga in high school

Sit at the lunch table, steal and eat his damn food

The pretty girls, they say, Michael a damn fool

I get my work on, and get my flirt on

I say fuck 'em he a pussy put a skirt on 'em

I say fuck 'em he a pussy put a skirt on 'em

I’m the product, of the age of narcotics

That means I’m dope like the pills you swallow

Down by law I lead don’t follow

Grind time, grand hustling for gualla

I remain in the game to break lames off

Some of them sensitive and some too soft

The hood been forced to fuck with y’all by default

But now the truth here the bullshit cuts off

This is real homie, no fake, no filler

One hundred percent grade A killer

Something like the bitch that I keep in Villa Rica

But I’ma be quiet ‘cause they might Mike Vick ya

Might catch Mike with a light Mike Vicka

Some purple kush that’ll get me high like a missile

Smoking one deep homie cause I don’t fuck with you

Sincerely from the hustle and grind time official

Lets go lets go

Grand hustle

Money on our mind

And we ain’t going down sucker

And Grind time, Hut two and Grand Hustle

Send them here got them looking like the king bankhead sucker