Luyện nghe bài hát Ready Or Not

My rope all freezy, on the TV
especially out the GT
You to me, you best to be holdin somethin too
Least you can say, you let fly when somethin flew

These niggaz get hit and they lawyer
And try to sue you, that's a bitch for ya
I'm like Mayoga and De La Hoya, I saw ya
Man, niggaz'll stack nines for Cola

Cause in my shit, I don't grow stems
Him got 14 karats, carrots and rims
Why say somethin my name?
Don't jump out the window, it's safer out a plane

I can't ditch my bitch, somethin 'bout her brain
If she put her to it she could suck out a vein
You don't a lead shower, stay the fuck out the rain
There's so much ammo don't gotta aim

You don't get a warnin, no heads up when it's on
it comes, ready or not
Don't be out there snorin, one eye blink and gone
Keep it and ready to pop

The man makes no mistakes, it's been on the day I was born
Stop drop or get lead in your
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still around with my chrome
Here it comes, or not

Yeah, yeah, my shooter's 16 from the projects
Glock-16 with the Napoleon
I'm in and out the projects, my pleasant
You? You live life like a barbaric

Me without my gun in the streets is like a Muslim pig feet
Fuck the on the street, they all wanna off a nigga
And these rappers get shot
ain't gangsta, they turn into corporate niggaz

You die if rated R
If it's PG-13 you leave a scar
R.I.P. to Troy and Bags, big shout to
got fishin money cooked, buy me the Apollo

These hoes swallow, I buy another bottle
What is M.O.B. nigga? my motto
These rappers ain't kings, they
And got dust bunnies on they

You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up it's on
Here it comes, or not
Don't be out there snorin, one eye blink and gone
Keep it and ready to pop

The man makes no mistakes, been on since the day I was born
Stop drop or get lead in knot
I'm in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome
Here it comes, or not

I think God spent a extra time on me
Pop planted a seed, my mom ain't see
I got a high intelligence level, I ain't no
I ain't satisfied with 10 mil', ain't no money

My talents are blood deep, you can't take those me
And my sense of humor's shot, I don't take funny
My paranoia with my bullet holes
Givin me a third eye, my foes can get a full of those

The hip-hop cops my Suburban
Hopin they can find a pistol on him they search him
I'm icier in person, they like me I'm cursin
So here's a dirty version, you only me urban

If try to hurt him, the I-30's squirtin
Right through curtain, don't stop 'til you murk him
Mechanical workin, Hechler jerkin'
pull the Gate in after you Heavenly church him

You don't get a warnin, no heads up when it's on
it comes, ready or not
Don't be out there snorin, one eye and you're gone
it cocked and ready to pop

The man makes no mistakes, it's on since the day I was born
Stop or get lead in your knot
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around my chrome
Here it comes, or not