Luyện nghe bài hát We Ready 2000

[Verse 1: Pastor

These niggas asking how I to die
Just like a muthafucking G is my reply
Hi 7, Mac 11 the shoulder slang
Crank me up, bitch I'm gunning everything
And my veins pumping nothing but this thug
Maybe blue nigga, I'm through nigga, yeah
Situation got a nigga bout to
Better them niggas I don't give a fuck
I money, nigga money doesn't make me
Guess that's why all these niggas hate me
And lately I been letting a of shit ride
But that where my muthafucking forty-five

[Hook 2x: (We in background)]

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

2: Pastor Troy]

My head gone, cause I been on earth long enuff,
In this of little trust
Where all my and rubs, till I been bottled and brewed
And it's provin' that it ain't shit to prove
I about a gram a so, but clientele won't grow,
until all them basers know, that I keep butter
A new face shop with me, said she need a 30 piece
But I can't do shit because I think she's
My brother doing fed time, so I move and dimes
when he comes out I can break him off
He taught me all the game, them boys find our name
but from point blank range them fuckers we ain't soft
I lost about a of my cousins, homicide
How the hell am I supposed to the fucking hurt
The many tears I cry, me I tryed
my cousin came to me and said coz go to work
Now I'm
My timing, perfect, pick a mack and me clothing
The stores, the ski masks, the forty-fours
Run up on 'em so slick, and get my pistol and
me the muthafucking bag or I'm gone buss yo' shit
Now I came up, a fifteen dollar lick
Yeah Red Mouth, the need about a brick, and now it's on
Strictly, or grams,
them down south georgia boys done blew up on all haters

2x: (We Ready in background)]

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

3: Pastor Troy]

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

8x till end: (We Ready in background)]

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