Luyện nghe bài hát War Ready

War
You got shooters, got shooters
We got
Let's do what them other can't do though
uh
Uh nigga got a guns, nigga
And if money is power nigga, I got millions of power
with me nigga, huh?

17 I was niggas 17
Ridin' clean, nigga in the Medellín
Bomber green, in that thang, in the lane
Did some thangs for my which I can't explain
Versace slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty
Fuck you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you thought was with yah
War ready, the game wanna take my life
War ready, boy we all could die tonight
War ready, fast cash the law
War ready, gas mask when them choppers

Killas on front when you're war ready
Chopper a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just mama cryin' when you're war ready
Just another 'cause we war ready
Killas on the front line you're war ready
Chopper a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another cryin' cause we're war ready
Just another homicide when you're war
War, war, war

A coward dies a thousand deaths, a real dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top
I know a lot of gon' hate to see this
Yeah I Shake could see this
never fall for what I stand for
This year
We could live today, blood, and die tonight,

Box Chevy hit the block, run the 50 shots
You just poppin' 'til you know you pop 'em no more
We done came through the block and sold color drops
And these mothafuckas you can't drop 'em no more
War ready nigga put some change on your
Damn right, fuck around, clear my out
I got a few scales and a couple Denzels
And you right, this a safe house
Give me the K and a shovel, I'll bury nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can carry that
What you gonna hit him with the or the chop?
Look I wouldn't give a fuck if they were sharin' that
You out here always talkin'
what another mothafucka said
Yeah I got that FNH when that mothafucka hostin'
I out here to mothafuckin' play
Why these niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're livin' like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout
Try to let that Rollie but it's hidin' in my sleeve
that motherfucker timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised, nigga roll up weed
Gotta stay strapped to live the life I
your own alphabet with all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all keys
Yeah we live for them coupes but we by the gun
Missed his date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his like a lighter
Shit bag leave a grown in a diaper
Hangin' out the Rolls, on mark, get set
Let it go, yeah that bitch steady
When that get to rushin' and them drums get to bussin'
Yeah I hope you niggas war ready

Killas on front when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a rounds when you're war ready
Just another cryin' when you're war ready
another homicide cause we war ready

Follow in my footstep, I was to die a soldier
Nigga couldn't walk a mile, found him and rollin'
Shout out to the Vice Lords, shout out to my nigga
Shout out to them GD's, where Crip love, nigga?
out to them dopeboys, owe it to the plug, nigga
I could die a thousand times, will never die a fuck
to my city, too, my clip hold a 62
Ridin' on 63, rest in peace to Fluty Coupe
Heroin and
Cut that bitch a thousand
Phone call he need a brick
I text him back, "Come in line"
You went out of town so I had to wack bitch
Never back, pussy boy, go die a bitch

Killas on front when you're war ready
shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama when you're war ready
Just homicide cause we war ready
Killas on the line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war
Just another mama cause we're war ready
Just another when you're war ready
War, war, war