| 歌曲 | Ready 2 Bang |
| 歌手 | Bad Azz |
| 专辑 | Personal Business |
| 作曲 : Broadus, Gilliam, Stamps | |
| (Snoop Dogg) | |
| Shabba-dabba-doo | |
| Bad Azz,this is another Dogghouse experience | |
| Uh,feels good in here Baby | |
| Yoo-haa,ha-ha | |
| (Chorus) | |
| If a busta ran up on you | |
| Bad Azz tell me what would you do | |
| We get Ready 2 Bang | |
| That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang,ahh ahow | |
| Psycho like no Dogghouse *****z | |
| So fire up the doo-doo | |
| We get Ready 2 Bang | |
| That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang,Westcoast | |
| (Verse 1) | |
| Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets | |
| I'm often traffic tryin' to get it cuz a ***** gotta eat | |
| We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate | |
| I feel like killin' somebody when a ***** ain't late | |
| It's about weight,when you workin' smart *******t it don't flip right | |
| Put the wrong ties and dees it won't slip right | |
| Get the wrong blunt for the ***** it won't hit right | |
| And money don't grow on trees so what I look like | |
| Make moves,can't lose if I do it that way | |
| ***** a fight,ain't nobody fin' to put they gat away | |
| That's fast lane,lil' kids here to blow your head away | |
| Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets | |
| Who got the cell phones for sale,who got it crackin' with the heat | |
| Who got the club with the top shop and parks for cars | |
| The Ese homies do the paint and body shop in the yard | |
| Who got the hook-up with the burned out 2 way pagers | |
| Can you give me a vest or a infrared laser | |
| See me,I'm just a smart brother everything made for | |
| (Chorus) | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| Holla at a playa when you see me on the streets | |
| I'm often traffic tryin' to get it cuz a ***** gotta eat | |
| We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate | |
| I feel like killin' somebody when a ***** ain't late | |
| It's about weight,***** a few ki's move freight | |
| And you doublin' your money if you take it upstate | |
| Once you outta town get the prices on the pound | |
| Shoot the number to your boy have him come on down | |
| With a few of those who know money like y'all | |
| All Lakers say is "Damn,y'all *****z is ballin" | |
| Y'all back callin' all shots round here | |
| Used to have to bring two Glocks round here | |
| It's about five different gangs and the cops round here | |
| And today Long Beach's about as crazy as it is | |
| And maybe we'll live,every ever even see it | |
| Believe it and how they get money ain't no secret | |
| But they gon' try to keep it from you when they see you | |
| Learn to keep on movin' you gon' see the tables keep on turnin' | |
| First I was destined with no paper and no hoes | |
| Now I got ******* in the show biz glow | |
| So holla at a playa when you see me in the streets | |
| Don't let the green grab fool you tryin' to test me with some heat | |
| Cuz bye bye you outta here,gone see you later | |
| When I'm still here a small part outta everything majo |
| zuò qǔ : Broadus, Gilliam, Stamps | |
| Snoop Dogg | |
| Shabbadabbadoo | |
| Bad Azz, this is another Dogghouse experience | |
| Uh, feels good in here Baby | |
| Yoohaa, haha | |
| Chorus | |
| If a busta ran up on you | |
| Bad Azz tell me what would you do | |
| We get Ready 2 Bang | |
| That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, ahh ahow | |
| Psycho like no Dogghouse z | |
| So fire up the doodoo | |
| We get Ready 2 Bang | |
| That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets | |
| I' m often traffic tryin' to get it cuz a gotta eat | |
| We can holla if it' s ' bout fillin' my plate | |
| I feel like killin' somebody when a ain' t late | |
| It' s about weight, when you workin' smart t it don' t flip right | |
| Put the wrong ties and dees it won' t slip right | |
| Get the wrong blunt for the it won' t hit right | |
| And money don' t grow on trees so what I look like | |
| Make moves, can' t lose if I do it that way | |
| a fight, ain' t nobody fin' to put they gat away | |
| That' s fast lane, lil' kids here to blow your head away | |
| Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets | |
| Who got the cell phones for sale, who got it crackin' with the heat | |
| Who got the club with the top shop and parks for cars | |
| The Ese homies do the paint and body shop in the yard | |
| Who got the hookup with the burned out 2 way pagers | |
| Can you give me a vest or a infrared laser | |
| See me, I' m just a smart brother everything made for | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Holla at a playa when you see me on the streets | |
| I' m often traffic tryin' to get it cuz a gotta eat | |
| We can holla if it' s ' bout fillin' my plate | |
| I feel like killin' somebody when a ain' t late | |
| It' s about weight, a few ki' s move freight | |
| And you doublin' your money if you take it upstate | |
| Once you outta town get the prices on the pound | |
| Shoot the number to your boy have him come on down | |
| With a few of those who know money like y' all | |
| All Lakers say is " Damn, y' all z is ballin" | |
| Y' all back callin' all shots round here | |
| Used to have to bring two Glocks round here | |
| It' s about five different gangs and the cops round here | |
| And today Long Beach' s about as crazy as it is | |
| And maybe we' ll live, every ever even see it | |
| Believe it and how they get money ain' t no secret | |
| But they gon' try to keep it from you when they see you | |
| Learn to keep on movin' you gon' see the tables keep on turnin' | |
| First I was destined with no paper and no hoes | |
| Now I got in the show biz glow | |
| So holla at a playa when you see me in the streets | |
| Don' t let the green grab fool you tryin' to test me with some heat | |
| Cuz bye bye you outta here, gone see you later | |
| When I' m still here a small part outta everything majo |