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 got a thousand guns, nigga
And if money is power nigga, I got of power nigga
Fuck with me nigga,

17 I was chargin' 17
Ridin' clean, youngest in the Medellín
Bomber green, in thang, in the middle lane
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 my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty
Laid to rest by the one you thought was workin' yah
War ready, the game just wanna my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die
War ready, fast cash the law
War ready, gas when them choppers talk

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

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

Box Chevy hit the block, run the 50 shots
You just poppin' you know you can't 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 put some change on your head
right, fuck around, clear my safe out
I got a few digi and a couple Denzels
And you mothafuckin' right, this a safe
Give me the K and a shovel, I'll that nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can carry that
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 always
'Bout another mothafucka said
Yeah I got that FNH that mothafucka finna hostin'
I ain't out to mothafuckin' play
Why these fuck niggas always 'bout somethin'?
Either livin' like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let that Rollie breathe but hidin' in my sleeve
that motherfucker timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised, nigga roll up weed
Gotta stay strapped to the life I lead
Start your own alphabet all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all them
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, yeah that bitch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and them get to bussin'
Yeah I hope you pussy niggas war

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

Follow in my footstep, I was to die a soldier
Nigga couldn't a mile, found him naked and rollin'
Shout out to the Lords, shout out to my Blood nigga
Shout out to them GD's, that Crip love, nigga?
Shout out to dopeboys, owe it to the plug, nigga
I could die a thousand times, never die a fuck nigga
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 need a
I him back, "Come stand in line"
You went out of so I had to wack your bitch
Never came back, boy, go die a bitch

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