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 guns, nigga
And if money is power nigga, I got of power nigga
with me nigga, huh?

17 I was niggas 17
clean, youngest nigga in the Medellín
Bomber green, in that thang, in the middle
Did some thangs for my niggas which I can't
Versace slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a nigga
to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the just wanna take my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die
War ready, cash above the law
War ready, gas when them choppers talk

on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' when you're war
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 when you're war ready
War, war, war

A dies a thousand deaths, a real nigga dies but one
21 gun out of the top of your drop top coupe
I know a lot of gon' hate to see this
I wish Shake could see this
I'll never fall for what I for
This Fernando
We live today, blood, and die tonight, cous'

Box Chevy hit the block, run the 50 shots
You just poppin' 'til you know you can't pop 'em no
We done came the block and sold many color drops
And these mothafuckas think you can't 'em no more
War ready nigga put change on your head
right, fuck around, clear my safe out
I got a few scales and a couple Denzels
And you mothafuckin' right, a safe house
Give me the K and a shovel, bury that nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can that nigga
What you gonna hit him the Glock or the chop?
Look I wouldn't give a fuck if were sharin' that nigga
You mothafuckas out here talkin'
'Bout what another said
Yeah I got that FNH when that mothafucka hostin'
I ain't out here to mothafuckin'
Why these fuck niggas always cryin' somethin'?
Either livin' like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let Rollie breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve
that motherfucker timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised, nigga roll up that
Gotta stay strapped to live the I lead
Start your own alphabet all them G's
up a hundred 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 poppin' in his like a lighter
Shit bag leave a nigga in a diaper
out the Rolls, on your 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 line when you're war
Chopper a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another cryin' when you're war ready
Just homicide cause we war ready

Follow in my footstep, I was born to die a
couldn't walk a mile, found him naked and rollin'
Shout out to the Vice Lords, shout out to my Blood
Shout out to them GD's, where that love, nigga?
Shout out to them dopeboys, owe it to the plug,
I could die a thousand times, never die a fuck nigga
Shoutout to my city, too, my hold a 62
Ridin' down on 63, rest in peace to Coupe
Heroin and
Cut that bitch a times
Phone call said he need a
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 when you're war ready
shoot 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 when war ready
shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama cause we're war ready
another homicide when you're war ready
War, war, war