Luyện nghe bài hát War Ready

War
You got shooters, I've got
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 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 middle
Did some thangs for my which I can't explain
slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my change
Fuck you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my
War ready, boy we all could die tonight
War ready, fast cash the law
War ready, gas mask when them talk

Killas on front when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war
Just mama cryin' when you're war ready
another homicide 'cause we war ready
Killas on the front line when war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when war ready
another mama cryin' cause we're war ready
Just homicide when 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 a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this
Yeah I wish Shake see this
I'll never fall for I stand for
year Fernando
We could live today, blood, and die tonight,

Box Chevy hit the block, run the whole 50
You just 'til you know you can't pop 'em no more
We done came through the block and many color drops
And these mothafuckas think you can't 'em no more
War nigga put some change on your head
Damn right, fuck around, my safe out
I got a few scales and a couple Denzels
And you mothafuckin' right, this a 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 the Glock or the chop?
Look I give a fuck if they were sharin' that nigga
You mothafuckas out here talkin'
'Bout what another mothafucka
I got that FNH when that mothafucka finna hostin'
I ain't out here to play
Why these fuck niggas cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're livin' like a ho or dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let that Rollie breathe but it's hidin' in my
Like that motherfucker timid or shy somethin'
Tomorrow promised, nigga roll up that weed
Gotta stay strapped to live the I lead
Start your own alphabet all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all keys
Yeah we live for coupes but we dyin' by the gun
his court date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket a lighter
bag leave a grown nigga in a diaper
Hangin' out the Rolls, on mark, get set
Let it go, hold that bitch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and drums get to bussin'
Yeah I hope you niggas war ready

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

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

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