Luyện nghe bài hát We Ready 2000

[Verse 1: Troy]

These asking how I choose to die
Just like a muthafucking G is my only
Hi 7, Mac 11 the shoulder slang
Crank me up, bitch I'm killing everything
And my veins pumping nothing but this blood
Maybe blue nigga, till I'm through nigga,
got a nigga bout to self-destruct
Better tell niggas I don't give a fuck
I make money, nigga money doesn't me
Guess why all these weak niggas hate me
And I been letting a bunch of shit ride
But fuck where my muthafucking forty-five

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I sold my soul to the for a small price
I walk muthafucking hell screaming thug life
And I was asking everybody the devil hang
I got them niggas me they be talking gang bang

[Verse 2: Troy]

My head gone, cause I been on this long enuff,
In this land of trust
Where all my models and rubs, I been bottled and brewed
And it's provin' that it ain't shit to prove
I move about a a so, but clientele won't grow,
until all them know, that I keep that butter
A new face runs shop with me, said she a 30 piece
But I can't do shit because I think undercover
My brother doing fed time, so I move nickels and
Praying he comes out I can break him off
He taught me all the game, make them find our name
but from point range show them fuckers we ain't soft
I lost about a of my cousins, homicide
How the hell am I to hide the fucking hurt
The many tears I cry, me I tryed
Then my cousin came to me and said coz go to
Now I'm
My timing, perfect, pick a and me some clothing
The corner stores, the ski masks, the
Run up on 'em so slick, and get my and click
Give me the bag or I'm gone buss yo' shit
Now I came up, a fifteen dollar lick
Yeah Red Mouth, the Pastor need about a brick, and now on
Strictly, or grams,
them down south georgia boys done blew up on all ya'll

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I sold my to the devil for a small price
I walk through muthafucking hell screaming thug
And I was asking where the devil hang
I got them niggas with me be talking gang bang

3: Pastor Troy]

I my mind with weed, uh,
I can't believe my is testing me
Retailation would be than me,
While praising me in my
Shit these the same trying to take my place
I hate to waste yo and leave ya church clothes filthy
But believe I will do it without feeling
Let's understand though the Pastor, I'm still nigga
Praising the Lord for blessing me with nica triggas, and laser
And my team, my original team, killers and
Try your to understand it
Nigga respect, I it
I its mandatory,
I'm popping on these niggas as I give the the glory
Like David, My slang shot made
Fuck whirling rocks, my niggas got handgrenades
Who payed?, I have my life on the line
Cops pulling grind, got the Pastor one time
Signs of holy
Touting forty-fours, and forty-fives, mac 11's
There's a hundred to die
Up in the mist, surrounded by these men
Got to hi',
Grab the pistol and I let 'em fly, just hulk
So what, I thought you never done
you did it and death will be the outcome
I hate it but I put up with it long enuff
Ashes to ashes, and to fucking dust
fuck wit us

[Hook 8x till end: (We in background)]

I sold my soul to the devil for a small
I walk through muthafucking hell screaming life
And I was asking everybody the devil hang
I got them niggas with me they be gang bang