Luyện nghe bài hát War Ready

War
You got shooters, I've got
We got
Let's do what them other niggas do though
uh
Uh nigga got a thousand guns,
And if money is nigga, I got millions of power nigga
with me nigga, huh?

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

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

A coward 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 niggas gon' to see this
I wish Shake could see this
I'll fall for what I stand for
year Fernando
We could live today, blood, and die tonight,

Box Chevy hit the block, run the whole 50
You just poppin' 'til you know you can't pop 'em no
We done came through the block and sold many color
And these mothafuckas think you can't drop 'em no
War ready 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, a safe house
me the K and a shovel, I'll bury that nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can carry nigga
What you gonna hit him with the or the chop?
Look I wouldn't a fuck if they were sharin' that nigga
You mothafuckas out here talkin'
'Bout another mothafucka said
Yeah I got that FNH when that mothafucka hostin'
I ain't out to mothafuckin' play
Why these fuck always cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let that Rollie breathe but hidin' in my sleeve
Like that motherfucker timid or shy about
Tomorrow ain't promised, roll up that weed
Gotta stay strapped to live the I lead
Start your own alphabet all them G's
Open up a doors with all them keys
we live for them coupes but we dyin' 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
out the Rolls, on your mark, get set
Let it go, yeah hold bitch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and them drums get to
Yeah I hope you pussy niggas war

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

Follow in my footstep, I was born to die a
Nigga couldn't walk a mile, found him naked and
Shout out to the Vice Lords, out to my Blood nigga
Shout out to them GD's, where Crip love, nigga?
Shout out to them dopeboys, owe it to the plug,
I die a thousand times, will never die a fuck nigga
to my city, too, my clip 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 text him back, "Come in line"
You went out of so I had to wack your bitch
came back, pussy boy, go die a bitch

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