Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

Rule one, niggaz die, daily
Hear me, boo-yaow, 4 whatever, Hell yeah
What type nigga be a Thug nigga?
Them Thug niggaz be the craziest, run up nigga

There's no way to survive in the city it's a
Niggaz die from my hollow-point to the brain
Will I or will I die is what I wonder
Puffin' on blunts and drunk to keep from goin' under

Gettin' lost in the madness, blunted tipsy
Got my out the window screamin', "Lord come and get me"
Am I sick, or am I just another
Unloadin' my clip, I'm watchin' every bullet when I kick 'em

Niggaz die from automatic
Your time to expire, nobody cry every man die
When they bury me, bury me a G
Rest in peace, to all the homies got to Heaven me

Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz caught
Had a motherfuckin' ward but he didn't go to
God damn, and one day all be together
Until then I'm ready 4 whatever,

Yeah, movin' somethin' in the nine-trey
It's all makin' money, gettin' yours
And knockin' off the motherfuckin' planet
Word to the nine nigga
We gonna make this motherfucker
If they don't feel me, they gon' me
So Syke, get skanless

Am I going to or will I reach Heaven?
After all shit I did with my Mac-11
Did I sell my soul? Mama woulda me
That's the way daddy raised me

Oh God, help me I'm it
So it, take me I'm doin' it
I need to change and for a better way
I got a hundred clip to my AK

Commitin' I might die in vain
So fuck it, we'll live off the fame
God didn't send me in the direction
I'm gettin' hit by a in the intersection

I you're out there help a young brother
'Til then smoke motherfuckers
wouldn't be so bad
If we got the things that we never had, I'm ready 4

That's my nigga there
Big ass Syke
nigga, you schooled them young bustas
On how it is to be a motherfuckin' G
In the motherfuckers is dyin' daily so you best be packin'
If you ain't, boo-yaow

Dear mama I know you worry 'cause I'm at home
Every other night in jail, got you patient by the
Wanna it 'cause I can't take it got me livin' in Hell
Like I'm walkin' with a secret that'll kill me if I

I live the Life and can't nobody, change me
Not to the brain, going insane, just a of the game
So caine in the fast lane, finally a dry eye
I die, bury me with my fo'-five

And let the devil the wrath of a nigga
Goin' to Hell with my on the trigger
Now everybody's
Got a nigga losin' and they wonder if I'm all there

Well, don't me, blame the flame that flickers
When gettin' richer, mo' money
Now tell me if you live forever
Niggaz dyin' so be ready 4

Yeah, ready 4
4 whatever
Thug Life niggaz and we be ready 4
Let me go like this, 4 whatever
Huh, Big Syke he be 4 whatever
My Kato, ready 4 whatever
Pain, he's 4 whatever

And my nigga Bam Bam, he ready 4
My nigga Banks just be 4 whatever
Modu, he's 4 whatever
Big Serg, we 4 whatever
Charlie Tango, 4 whatever
My Pac, be ready 4 whatever
Yeah, 4 whatever
Ready 4

My ass nigga Boom, ready 4 whatever fo' sho'
Yeah, you
This how the do it
I know you standin' confused
You wonderin', what of nigga is a Thug Life nigga?
hehehe nigga, we be the ballin' player-ass nigga
About riches, bitches and plenty loc'
4 whatever