Luyện nghe bài hát Ready For War

Yo, yo I keep my eyes closed, still reading the signs
Young niggas think they hungry then you feed 'em a
Might kidnap ass start feedin' 'em swine
So I don't bad when I gut 'em like a pig
Beat him down, him out, cut him like he big

You hear the attitude, I say fuck humble
You act like a you stuck in the jungle
Niggas don't care if I'm or rich
So I care about these niggas and the law and shit

And I'll probably get for being a wild nigga
You'll probably get shot for being a nigga
Let's talk slugs and the drugs we deal
fight, men kill, get they money and chill

Real real I ain't sayin' a word
Doin 80 in the M that I'm stayin' in third
With a bitch shottie AK in the third

Don't 'bout what I make worry 'bout can you escape
'Cuz I bust my guns bring more action than roll take
Nickel your hallway, I got aim far
Y'all see me like the tints on the president's car

I know don't like me and my friends wanna flip
That's why I'm on some extra all about Sheek
Your money, Sheek shit, bitch, Sheek shit
Only thing I'm gonna share is bullets here

ass that's for frontin' now don't say I never gave you nothin'
I'm greedy, go head, don't say I never saved you
Pack gun but don't want no stack
I drink straight liquor till I forget I'm at

I don't play no games nigga, drugs my
In a building that's Sheek's play station
Motherfuckers wanna by and ice grill
Change that to ice dick, show me motherfucker you can kill

17 shots in a clip, 28 in an ounce
Everybody bounce, 26 hues on a truck
36 O's in a key, ree
Murder One felons with the glocks, 24 on the block
gettin' dropped, 5000 niggas actin' live
5000 gotta die, everybody better ride

Y'all better find out who's your man
It don't work in the hood you could fool fans
Few bullets in your jeans to ruin your plans
Then I show up at the wake and boo-hoo at fam

If you like me you fail
by the three rules you make it or be dead or in jail
And I really got much but I'm up on cats
And Kiss don't spit I throw up on tracks

Double R now bitch you see the cut
I'm in a 2000 big boy the is up
Y'all niggas is soft, me with the semi
Underneath the Fendi, sweater, skully and

sure you don't say nothing to Jay
And keep dirt, I don't smoke nothin' but hays
I'ma do the old way get it while I can get it
As much as I can get I'ma go my own way

Ayo, I keep my like laundry
I dump a load, niggas fold, watch 'em die and let 'em drip dry
Gon spill pints from niggas, my rapid put niggas in black attire
in the hearse, then dumped in the dirt

I live eternal, 'cuz if Drag pass
come back with wraps on my face, blastin' an eighth
February 8th, the day
You better cop it's crack or get masking taped till you suffocate

Bitches, y'all gettin' feelings hurt
2000 I ain't fuckin' no more, I'm makin' bitches jerk I squirt
All my bitches work, like upside from the poles
Lift that skirt, give dick what it's worth

Double R, see the icicles on the
Hungry niggas come snatchin', I throw run catch 'em
Ruff Ryder Drag the fire
But we could take it swingin' irons till the bangs is flyin'

17 shots in a clip, 28 in an ounce
Everybody bounce, 26 inch on a truck
36 O's in a key, ree
Murder One felons the glocks, 24 hours on the block
gettin' dropped, 5000 niggas actin' live
5000 niggas die, everybody better ride

17 in a clip, 28 grams in an ounce
Everybody bounce, 26 inch hues on a
36 O's in a key, ree
Murder One felons with the glocks, 24 on the block
Bodies gettin' dropped, niggas actin' live
niggas gotta die, everybody better ride