Luyện nghe bài hát Ready For War

Tri-lateral
Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo',

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

(Loud and clear)

Where my niggaz ready for
(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 feel
The man live and direct
(Get at 'em Bill!)
Long, breathe pop, this is Hip-Hop
In the way, we do it the war way, all day
I never
(You shouldn't)

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

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

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

(Loud and clear)

Where my niggaz ready for
(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, caps get
Quicker than e-mail to ass sayin',
(Kill kill!)
Curb chasin', lacin', with a Mac-10 blazin'
yo' ass up like a temptation
You cats is cartoons
(Who you?)
The Return of Part Two

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

Every time I a look, the only thing I see is
(My live in the spot)
me what 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 ready for
(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 don't really wanna fuck with the dread
The street brawler stomp your into the back of yo' head
C'mon now, I'm quick to fry boil and even toast a guy
Multiply the ghosts the world's greatest coke supply
Shit changed, you sellin' weed over the computer
Introduce the stomp nigga for the future

I be prime honorary nigga
voluntarily blast the last, Tom & Jerry ass nigga
And write to the sound of these gats
Perhaps my raps will paralyze a bitch-ass and make him
Yo, see they be quick to bust fashion of a calico
My Berkowitz and that other motherfucker Fizzy Wo'
Mashin' the city yo, and the foot it don't lie
to blow 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 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)
my niggaz ready for war?
(We here!)

Yeah, mutherfucka