Luyện nghe bài hát We Ready

Nigga get line, and we gon fuck em up
wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon em up
to rep his side, and we gon throw em up

I'm ready, you ready
If yall ready, well, we ready
I'm ready, if you
yall ready, nigga we ready

A, who, I got a tag on my head they kill me
A couple tones and I kick dem niggas me
Dem niggas of me, they don't wanna see my crew
They talkin in code, he sayin what finna do

I let dem loose, try me I'mma finish you
Fuck it, won't you say it den, spray me den
Where da hell Zone 3, there go Big Gee
red dirt, watch on head buss

Why home us, I had unside us
Find on da side, half em tied up
Task folks us, masked up 9 up
Masked up, blast up, ass up

a nigga a couple grand, have ya ass a wonderland
Walkin with dat ghost, bushin up da motha land
Ya already know my name, they call me Big Gee
Wit on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone 3

Nigga get outta line, and we gon em up
Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon blood
Nigga to shine, and we gon show em up
Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up

I'm ready, you ready
If ready, well, nigga we ready
I'm ready, if you
When yall ready, we ready

I got a mean appetite, call me Starvin
Cause I trap all night, at da Marvin
Chop scarred, not by far ho
Da chopper spell my out in yo Monte Carlo

Suggest you it cool, keep it on da up and up
Get yo front on da scope, and yo chest open up
I leave ya shirt wet, like Slip N'
wit real niggas like Mr. Exit 65

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a one
And hommie look you dun done
Now ya talking loud while ya to ya car
Before ya pop ya trunk, I'mma to pull ya card

At the Amoco, over on Boulevard
Somebody call the cops cause I'm finna a charge
You tried to play hard, its from Jump Street
Now you slumped on you front seats somewhere on Front

Nigga get line, and we gon fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon blood
tryin to shine, and we gon show em up
Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up

I'm ready, when you
If yall ready, well, we ready
I'm ready, if you
yall ready, nigga we ready

I'm everything, runnin through ya trap house
First nigga move, into da slaughterhouse
Dats a lot of beef, you shouldn't run ya
I got some on da West dat'll make you walk it out

Snap ya neck pussy, nigga, you lean back
Big in da car couldn't clean dat
Tappin through da CB, I'm tryin to get feedback
Hit da safe house, where da and da weed at

Monkey in da game, yall orangutan
I'm Gorilla, civil pentane
45 spifin some black John Wayne
If a went and pissin, man, they wouldn't find a thang, no

I don't give a dam you rappas feelin's
Ain't nobody feedin' me but junior ain't weed
If you want it you can get it' man, in case you get to
Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, in da Chevy and we dealin

get outta line, and we gon fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon blood
tryin to shine, and we gon show em up
Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up

I'm ready, when you
If yall ready, well, we ready
I'm ready, if you
When ready, nigga we ready