Luyện nghe bài hát War Ready

Warhol.ss]
What,
Trips town, keep it by the muscle
Real street nigga, all I know is
Mind still rollin', codeine I'm buzzin'
Talk steady me, bark and get bit
Couple with you, but they all hit
Gang with me, take a couple pics
Your bitch out, know she doin' dick
What,
I can't the pain, but I'm on a tab
Work it a stain, I can't get attached
Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the
Born so official, raised like a
Certified, nigga, hit it with a
Catch a slippin', light him like a lamp
War ready, leave a nigga damp

[Verse 1: Warhol.ss &
What,
of demons, I roll with a couple
Got 500 shooters, they to rumble
He a empire, we make it crumble
That go off, make a lil nigga shuffle
Say he smoke, nigga, don't make me chuckle
I walk with a needle, we these bubbles
We walk in with .30s, see us in [?]
Ooh, bitch, he see us, he in
Double tap him, I he seein' double
Beat him 'til I see the bone from the
Knuck if you buck, but, lil nigga, do not
Ooh, what, Pillsbury
Only see the money, damn, it me choke
See with bitch in NOBU, I'm a sucker
Suck on this dick, bring the head in like a
Ooh, woah, hit her the back
Ay, woah, her pull up covers
He informin', I don't talk to
NLMB, nigga, leave my brothers
Woah, prayin' for my
Know go through struggles
on that ho and pass it to my brother
Chopper on me, hit nigga and he stumbled

Warhol.ss]
What,
Trips 'round town, keep it by the
street nigga, all I know is hustle
Mind still rollin', when I'm buzzin'
Talk with me, bark and get bit
Couple with you, but they all hit
Gang with me, take a couple pics
Your bitch poppin' out, know she doin'
What,
I can't the pain, but I'm on a tab
Work it a stain, I can't get attached
Wrist a Johnny Dang, by the batch
Born so official, like a champ
Certified, nigga, hit it a stamp
Catch a nigga slippin', light him like a
War ready, leave a nigga real

[Verse 2: & Warhol.ss]
Damn, assault rifles in the
Shh, ooh
bodies in a minivan
She ain't hard, she a mini tan
He heard, he just a minute man
My on the beat like Timberland
Feelin' the heat, I keep cool a ceiling fan
Mystery Van we sittin' in
Woah, woah, breakin' her
Ay, she just might need a
These niggas talk for health
But I see action like he a real actor
Oh, woah, scrape it Peewee
Ay, my neck like a Fiji
lil pussy, she fuck up the sheets
Breakin' the huddle, we play for the
see these niggas like Stevie Wonder
Wonder if you ever seen a body wanderin', ooh
Sometimes I wonder if this life is sufferin'
Bullets come fly in flurries
If this shit stop, it's my gun bufferin'
If I got beef with a then I'm not gon' take that shit publicly
Fuck Mr. T

Warhol.ss]
Trips 'round town, it by the muscle
Real street nigga, all I know is
Mind rollin', codeine when I'm buzzin'
Talk steady me, bark and get bit
Couple hoes you, but they all hit
Gang with me, take a couple pics
Your bitch poppin' out, she doin' dick
What,
I feel the pain, but I'm on a tab
Work it like a stain, I get attached
Wrist a Johnny Dang, by the batch
so official, raised like a champ
Certified, nigga, hit it with a
Catch a nigga slippin', him like a lamp
War ready, leave a nigga real