Luyện nghe bài hát War Ready

War
You got shooters, I've got
We got
Let's do them other niggas can't do though
uh
Uh nigga got a thousand guns,
And if money is power nigga, I got of power nigga
Fuck with me nigga,

17 I was niggas 17
clean, youngest nigga in the Medellín
Bomber green, in that thang, in the lane
Did some thangs for my niggas which I explain
Versace slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dana
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my change
Fuck what you heard, for bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you thought was workin' yah
War ready, the game just take my life
War ready, boy we all could die tonight
War ready, fast above the law
War ready, gas mask when them talk

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

A coward a thousand deaths, a real nigga dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of drop top coupe
I know a lot of niggas gon' to see this
Yeah I wish Shake see this
I'll never for what I stand for
year Fernando
We could today, blood, and die tonight, cous'

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

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

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

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