Luyện nghe bài hát Are You Ready

What we do right here is
Yeah, yeah, on, come on
Yeah, yeah, come on, come on, on
it out, check it out
Yo, yo, yo, who the is that nigga rhymin' on the mic?
Who is this

It's the wicked, with the super dick
ho's like I'm supposed to be in a flick, uh
One time, I tap yo mind, I got you
Now you to press rewind

I pour rhyme in your ear to develop
Slice the fuckin' and break up the buds
Who's Buddha? I don't know, is it a
Stick a fork in your neck and pop a vessel

The hispanic shaft a gat, too
Permanent scar ass like a tattoo
Slam dunk the funk in your trunk,
Da doom, doom, do

Yeah, cool makin' moves so smooth
ya, hangs up in the 'skills
But is like the area
I stare at ya, tear at ya, break that
Now crack the fuckin' and roll that shit black

Act like you want a nigger and me hit him
Then I have my let my brother divine get him
We got him, ho's through in the clutch
She said, "I only suck dick 'cause I love you so much"

Said, I only lick them balls you so game tight
And you keep my ass the fuckin' walls at night
So hit me, hit me one time, let me it
Crew's still makin' moves but now gots to exit

Are you ready? Y'all for him?
Are you ready? Y'all ready for
Are you ready? Y'all for him?
Are you ready? Y'all ready for

Hold up, you know I to get my wreck off
Fuckin' rugged a dog about to bite your neck off
Police still puttin' fear in the hearts of mad
people lyin' dead in the street with no clues

Soul like a got the funk on lock
You can my sounds echo through the urban block
Got stacks of and fat beats to knock
Got you open now hopin' that the junkyard rocks

Okay here goes the blow, the bag, the
time to represent flava so strong
Fills the room like stick, uhuh, don't like choke
Gotta get paid so we're tryin' to go for

Beatnuts hit the rhythm and I right with 'em
Niggas see this flow so it's time to down sit 'em
I kick the flow for the niggas with the bald
Dreads, and 'fros, honey's, but no

Oops, I didn't to call you ho, bitch
But when you try to clock the that's that bullshit
So get down with one of New York's finest
to the brain like Primatine to clear the sinus

Grand Puba, Doogie with the mad style
Beatnuts with the rugged
(Hey you, out now)
on motherfucker, can't you see that?
No in the game, so Doogie where the weed at?

Are you ready? ready for us?
Are you ready? ready for us?
Are you ready? Y'all for us?
Are you Y'all ready for us?
Are you ready? Y'all for us?

Right now as high as a junkie
a hundred dollar habit