"ARE YOU READY"
II TRU
Are you ready? 'Cause we're ready . . .
Jhaz:
Now if you feel me, just let me know. Put your hands way up in the
air, and holler "Ho!" It's new breed of female kickin' the Northcoast
flavor. Rhymes that'll fade ya. Listen close to save ya.
Jhaz:
Well it's the new era. Now, check my Northcoast side. Everybody
hollerin' "Cleveland" all of a sudden now. Down with the Northcoast,
they said from the beginnin', even though I know they just caught on. See
I done (?). Bumpin' comin' from downtown on my way to the Clair.
Northcoast playas steadily puttin' it in the air.
Brina:
Clair's makin' paper. Cleveland bum rushin' the industry's map.
Door's sittin' wide open for us trues, comin' through with the Mo Thug
camp. Many skills'll get ya hands in the air, bobbin' your head.
Guaranteed to split that wig up. Females makin' moves from the
Land, puttin' it down for the radio. Northcoast comin' up. A
sista done told you exactly what's 'bout to go down. Two trues, they
takin' over.
Jhaz:
Now if you feel me, just let me know. Put your hands way up in
the air, and holler "Ho!" It's the new breed of female kickin' the
Northcoast flavor. Rhymes that'll fade ya. Listen close to save
ya.
Jhaz:
See this here click? We gon' get the sales the most, 'cause we
be mighty Mo Thug comin' at ya from Northcoast.
Are you ready? 'Cause we ready . . .
Jhaz:
Now if you feel me, just let me know. Put your hands way up in
the air, and holler "Ho!" It's the new breed of female kickin' the
Northcoast flavor. Rhymes that'll fade ya. Listen close to save
ya.
Brina:
We all about flexin' styles, it's a twenty-four seven rap vibe.
Northcoast, follow me on this journey. I'll make it a hell ride.
For your trunk, bump II Tru all you want, your CD changin'.
Roll through the hood, get smokin', livin' it up. In the streets,
they play us. Mistake us for bein' soft on the physical, but I still
throw blows. Females respected. What you expect comin' from the
Northcoast?
Jhaz:
You see we roll gold ones, flex with big diamonds. St. Clair, Cleveland
on the map. That's how find us--blazin', steadily comin' up with new
tracks. Even the haters be bobbin', talkin' this just 'cause they beats
phat. Expert females with the beams, so listen close: this is how we
be kickin' it. Come on up to the Northcoast.
Brina:
In Cleveland, see the "Heart of It All" known to be off the hook.
Nightclubs showin' trues much love--every night get booked. Parlay
all through Ohio, roll deep with the Mo Thug family--nothin' but
representers--makin' it known up in this industry. Feel me, tape sales
on the rise, and nationwide support for the North. Competition gettin'
nothin'. Better withdraw yourself from this sport.
Are you ready? 'Cause we're ready.
Jhaz:
Now if you feel me, just let me know. Put your hands way up in
the air, and holler "Ho!" It's the new breed of female kickin' the
Northcoast flavor. Rhymes that'll fade ya. Listen close to save
ya.
Jhaz:
Now we can smoke blunts with Optimos or Swishers. It don't matter.
A little Hennessy, bet not step to me, 'cause I be badder. And
I gets madder when punks choose. Out of all the many Mo Thugs, they
want to test us trues. But see they still lose, take you for whatever
you want. We got the pump for your trunk, so ain't no doubtin' us pros.
Brina:
Beatin' you down in the Northcoast, dog. Brina puttin' it down,
comin' from the Land. Styles to make a fortune. Got you wide
open. Feel this clan of intelligent ballers. Can't stop us from
clockin' them dollars, 'cause we can create some of them scripts that'll
make you realize who got the power. Up in this rap game, Cleveland
rippin' these charts to pieces. Any doubt in your mind, competition
ain't ready for the female sistas.
Jhaz:
And we givin' out shots to all the hoods in the Land, even suburbs.
They caught you trippin', but we ain't shady, man. And you know,
all of St. Clair got love, 'cause that's where all of my peoples choose to
thug. And, yeah, I be braggin', but Jhaz tend to boast, but a sista
put it down in the Land for the Northcoast.
Are you ready? 'Cause we're ready . . .
Jhaz:
Now if you feel me, just let me know. Put your hands way up in
the air, and holler "Ho!" It's the new breed of female kickin' the
Northcoast flavor. Rhymes that'll fade ya. Listen close to save
ya.
Cleveland...we ready.
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