Luyện nghe bài hát Ready For War

Tri-lateral
Berkowitz, Wo', Bust-Down

Every time I take a look, the thing I see is
(My niggaz in the spot)
me what y'all want?
(Give me you got)
Y'all ready to do it
(Let's blow the spot)
All my

(Loud and clear)

Where my niggaz for war?
(We here!)
Get 'em
(When we 'em)
Hit 'em
(Kid we got 'em)
Where my ready for war?
(We here!)

I got to believe, some of you niggaz feel
The man isn't live and
(Get at 'em Bill!)
Long, easy pop, this is Hip-Hop
In the way, we do it the war way, all day
I never
(You shouldn't)

I'm from the war games fascinate
(You couldn't)
You wouldn't believe what they've been me
The perfect match is and me
'Cause I was born a felony
Fuck that! How shit look?
When a nigga stretched out, his chest out
And a mess out in

motherfuckers is back?
Y'all motherfuckers know how to act
motherfuckers attack
And those are wack, I traveled a rocky road
Swift to the Flipmode, grip for the unload
forgive me for my sins
But raise hell to the bitter end, I'm a soldier!

Every time I a look, the only thing I see is
(My niggaz in the spot)
Tell me what want?
(Give me you got)
Y'all niggaz to do it
(Let's blow the spot)
All my

(Loud and clear)

Where my niggaz for war?
(We here!)
Get 'em
(When we 'em)
Hit 'em
(Kid we got 'em)
Where my niggaz ready for
(We here!)

the bullshit! I kick a bone out yo' ass
Hardrock I kick the stone out yo' ass!
Warning, to all those, get peeled
than e-mail to your ass sayin',
(Kill kill!)
Curb chasin', straight lacin', with a blazin'
Split yo' ass up a temptation
You cats is cartoons
(Who you?)
The Return of Part Two

Bitch throw fuckin' guns up, put your fuckin' hands down
(Hot up)
Buck you
(Busta down)
We sneak the right in, y'all keep tryin'
And check all pussies like a G-Y-N
Open up can of "Whoop Ass", I'll open up
A can of, "I'll Fuck Yo' Ass Up Quick Fast"
Flipmode, M.O.P., Wo-mack, Wo-mack
Y'all know who the I am

time I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My live in the spot)
Tell me y'all want?
(Give me you got)
Y'all niggaz to do it
(Let's blow the spot)
All my

(Loud and clear)

Where my niggaz for war?
(We here!)
Get 'em
(When we 'em)
Hit 'em
(Kid we got 'em)
Where my ready for war?
(We here!)

Aiyyo yo-yuh-yo, and now I no one
(You)
Would let than a motherfucker fear no one
None of y'all niggaz don't wanna fuck with the dread
The street stomp your face into the back of yo' head
C'mon now, I'm quick to roast fry boil and toast a guy
Multiply the ghosts the world's greatest coke supply
changed, you sellin' weed over the damn computer
Introduce the millennium stomp for the future

I be prime honorary nigga
That'll voluntarily blast the last, Tom & ass nigga
And write raps to the sound of gats
Perhaps my raps will paralyze a bitch-ass and him collapse
Yo, see be quick to bust they fashion of a calico
My niggaz Berkowitz and that other Fizzy Wo'
Mashin' through the city yo, and the foot it lie
Ready to this bitch up at the drop of a dime

Every I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My niggaz in the spot)
me what y'all want?
(Give me you got)
Y'all niggaz to do it
(Let's the motherfuckin' spot)
All my

(Loud and clear)

Where my niggaz for war?
(We here!)
Get 'em
(When we 'em)
Hit 'em
(Kid we got 'em)
Where my niggaz for war?
(We here!)

Yeah, Flipmode