Luyện nghe bài hát Ready For War

Tri-lateral
Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo',

Every time I take a look, the only 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 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!)

I got reason to believe, some of you niggaz
The man isn't and direct
(Get at 'em Bill!)
Long, easy pop, this is Hip-Hop
In the way, we do it the war way, all day
I procrastinate
(You shouldn't)

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

Y'all is back?
Y'all don't know how to act
motherfuckers attack
And those motherfuckers are wack, I traveled a road
Swift to the Flipmode, grip for the unload
Father forgive me for my
But raise hell to the bitter end, I'm a soldier!

Every 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 ready 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 ready for war?
(We here!)

Fuck the bullshit! I 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', a Mac-10 blazin'
Split yo' ass up a temptation
You cats is animated
(Who you?)
The Return of Part Two

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

Every time I take a look, the only I see is
(My niggaz in the spot)
Tell me y'all want?
(Give me you got)
Y'all ready 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 ready for war?
(We here!)

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

I be that prime honorary
That'll blast the last, Tom & Jerry ass nigga
And raps to the sound of these gats
Perhaps my raps will paralyze a bitch-ass and make him
Yo, see they be to bust they fashion of a calico
My niggaz Berkowitz and other motherfucker Fizzy Wo'
Mashin' through the yo, and the foot it don't lie
Ready to blow this bitch up at the drop of a

Every time I take a look, the only 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 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!)

Yeah, mutherfucka