Luyện nghe bài hát Ready For War

Yo, yo I could keep my eyes closed, reading the signs
Young niggas think they hungry then you 'em a nine
Might kidnap ass start feedin' 'em swine
So I don't feel bad 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 animal you in the jungle
Niggas care if I'm poor or rich
So I care about these niggas and the law and shit

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

Real real I ain't sayin' a word
Doin 80 in the M means 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 hallway, I got aim from far
Y'all can't see me like the on the president's car

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

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

I don't play no nigga, drugs my 'cupation
In a building hustlin' that's play station
Motherfuckers ride by and ice grill
Change to ice dick, show me motherfucker that 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 niggas gotta die, everybody ride

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

If you me you never'll fail
Live by the three rules you it or be dead or in jail
And I really got much but I'm up on cats
And Kiss just spit I throw up on tracks

Double R now you see the princess 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 your dirt, I don't smoke but hays
I'ma do the old way get it while I can get it
As as I can get then I'ma go my own way

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

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

Bitches, gettin' your feelings hurt
2000 I fuckin' no more, I'm makin' bitches jerk till I squirt
All my bitches work, like upside from the poles
Lift that skirt, give this dick what worth

Double R, see the on the chest
Hungry niggas come snatchin', I bullets run catch 'em
Ruff scene Drag the fire
But we could take it swingin' them irons till the is flyin'

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

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