Luyện nghe bài hát Are You Ready

What we gonna do here is
Yeah, yeah, come on, on
Yeah, yeah, on, come on, come on
Check it out, it out
Yo, yo, yo, who the fuck is that rhymin' on the mic?
Who is this

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

I pour in your ear to develop suds
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 packs a gat, too
scar your ass like a tattoo
Slam dunk the funk in trunk, punk
Da doom, doom, do

Yeah, cool makin' moves nigger so
Scarin' ya, hangs up in the
But queens is the area
I stare at ya, tear at ya, that back
Now crack the fuckin' sack and that shit black

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

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

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

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

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

Okay here the blow, the bag, the mint
Grand time to flava so strong
Fills the room like Buddha stick, uhuh, don't choke
Gotta get paid so tryin' to go for broke

Beatnuts hit the rhythm and I join right 'em
Niggas can't see this so it's time to down sit 'em
I the flow for the niggas with the bald heads
Dreads, and 'fros, honey's, but no

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

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

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

Right now you're as as a junkie
a hundred dollar habit