sentence should not now be pronounced. I ask that you stand for sentence, please. Mr. this is the sentence of the court that your custody be committed to the Department of Corrections for confinement at the state prisons without possibility of parole for the remainder of your life. You may be seated. War ready. You got shooters. I got shooters. We got money. Let's do it to mother, you just can't do that. Mastermind. Got a thousand guns. And if money is power, I got millions of power. Huh? Who me knew? Huh? 17, I was charging, charging 17. Ryan clean, young as new. Running the Medellin. Bomber green in that thing in the middle lane. Did some things for my, for my, which I can't explain. For Sasha Snippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm dang the dang. Put a patch over your eye, with my pair of chains. With what you heard for that bird, I'm a dirty new. Laid the rest by the one you thought was working with you. War ready. The gang just want to take my life. War ready. And boy we all could die tonight. War ready. Fast casual but a law. War ready. Gas masks when them chumps talk. Backline when you're war ready, huh! Can't shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready, huh! The gang never mama Crime when you're war ready, huh! This another homicide. War ready, huh! Backline when you're war ready, huh! Can't shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready, huh! Can't shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready, huh! This another homicide. War ready, huh! A coward dies a thousand deaths a real real dies but one. 21 guns salute out the top get dropped top coat. I know a lot a lot a gon' hate to see this. Yeah I wish they could see this. I never fall for what I stand for. This here Fernando. We can live today blood to die tonight cause. Box heavy in the block run the whole 50 shots you just poppin' till you know you can't poppin' no more. When you done came through the block there's so many color drops that these mother***ers say you can't droppin' no more. War ready, huh! Put some chains on your head, damn right. *** around, clear my safe out. I got a few digit scales and a couple of denzels tell you mother***ers right this is safe out. Give me the K and the 7 I can carry that new. VS bomb barrels I can carry that new. Once you go hit em with the dick of the top like I wouldn't give a *** if they was sharing that new. You mother***ers out here always talkin' about what another mother***ers said. Yeah I got that FNH with that mother***ers and they hoes and I ain't not here to mother***in' play. Always cryin' bout something. Either you livin' like a hoe or you dyin' bout something. Try to let that rollie breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve. Let that mother***in' tibidus shine bout something. Tomorrow ain't comin' we roll up that one. Gotta stay stooped a little life I lead. So you just start your own alphabet with all them G's. Open up a hundred doors with all them keys. Yeah we live with them coupes but we die by the guns. This is going deep now my niggas on the run. I bitch you poppin' in the sparker like a lighter. Shoot bag leave a grown nigga in a diaper. Take it out the roads on your mark get set. Let it go and I hold that 50. When that adrenaline get to russin' and them drums get to bustin' Yeah I hope you don't walk with it. On the front line when you walk ready. YG ain't walk ready. Shoot a thousand rounds when you walk ready. Huh, need someone sad to kick it for me. Cryin' when you walk ready. I got a thousand up in the hood ready to die by mine. Huh, what your money like? Follow in my footsteps. I was born to die a soldier. C-c-c-couldn't walk a mile. Try to make it and it's rolling. Shout out to the Vice Lords. Shout out to my blood. Shout out to them GD's. Where that Crip love? Shout out to them dope boys. All the way to the plug. I could die a thousand times but never die a fool. Shout out to my city too. My clip hole is 62. Riding down on 63rd. Rest in peace to Floon and Coon. Huh, Remy cried nine. Cut that bitch a thousand times. Woke up said he need a hook. I text him back, I'm standing loud. Huh, you went out of town. So I had to whack your bitch. Bitch never came back. Huh, Remy was no coward. On the front line when you walk ready. Walk ready. Shoot a thousand rounds when you walk ready. YG ain't ready to die by this. Huh, don't even mention it to a guy like me, baby. I went from nothing to 60 million. Walking around in my mother ***ing belly. I rolled up in Hope Hill, New York State. 25 million. Six million in Marlboro. Two million in Drex. Another five in Jagalito. Huh, 130 acres of cotton. That's just one of the many properties. Walk ready. And I'm down to die by that. We gon' ride by that. So you know we ready to slide by that. Cut that check. What's your money like? Huh? Charged to go to war with 70 million. Huh? Read the obituary. Print that mother ***er in Italian, huh? What's the high, sir? What's the high, sir? That's you. Ha-ha. I'm not gon' kill you, though. Ha-ha. I'm not gon' kill you, though. Ha-ha. Hey, Black. Kill this mother ***er.