Luyện nghe bài hát Ready For War

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Berkowitz, Wo', Bust-Down

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

(Loud and clear)

Where my ready 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 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 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
that! How this shit look?
When a stretched out, with his chest out
And a mess out in

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

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

Fuck the bullshit! I a bone out yo' ass
Hardrock nigga? I the stone out yo' ass!
Warning, to all those, caps get
Quicker than to your ass sayin',
(Kill kill!)
Curb chasin', straight lacin', with a Mac-10
Split yo' ass up like a
You cats is animated
(Who you?)
The of Goodfellas Part Two

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

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

yo-yuh-yo, and now I hear no one
(You)
Would let less a motherfucker fear no one
None of y'all niggaz really wanna fuck with the dread
The street brawler stomp face into the back of yo' head
C'mon now, I'm quick to roast fry and even toast a guy
Multiply the ghosts the world's greatest coke supply
Shit changed, you weed over the damn computer
Introduce the stomp nigga for the future

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

time I take a look, the only thing I see is
(My niggaz 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 for war?
(We here!)
Get 'em
(When we 'em)
Hit 'em
(Kid we got 'em)
Where my ready for war?
(We here!)

Yeah, Flipmode