Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

Rule number one, niggaz die,
me, boo-yaow, ready 4 whatever, Hell yeah
What type nigga be a Life nigga?
Thug Life niggaz be the craziest, run up nigga

There's no way to survive in the city a shame
Niggaz die from my hollow-point to the brain
Will I survive or I die is what I wonder
on blunts and gettin' drunk to keep from goin' under

Gettin' lost in the madness, gettin' tipsy
Got my pistol out the screamin', "Lord come and get me"
Am I sick, or am I just another
Unloadin' my clip, I'm watchin' every spit when I kick 'em

Niggaz die automatic gunfire
Your time to expire, cry every man gotta die
When they bury me, they me a G
Rest in peace, to all the homies got to before me

Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz caught
Had a motherfuckin' but he didn't go to court
God damn, and one day we'll all be
Until then I'm ready 4 whatever,

Yeah, niggaz movin' in the nine-trey
It's all makin' money, gettin' yours
And knockin' coppers off the motherfuckin'
to the motherfuckin' nine nigga
We gonna this motherfucker ours
If don't feel me, they gon' kill me
So Syke, get skanless

Am I going to Hell or I reach Heaven?
After all this shit I did my Mac-11
Did I sell my Mama woulda saved me
the way that daddy raised me

Oh God, me I'm losin' it
So it, take me I'm doin' it
I need to change and look for a way
I got a hundred round to my AK

sins I might die in vain
So fuck it, we'll live off the fame
God send me in the right direction
I'm hit by a diesel in the intersection

I know you're out there a young brother
then I'ma smoke motherfuckers
Things be so bad
If we got the things that we never had, I'm ready 4

That's my motherfuckin' nigga
Big ass Syke
Yeah nigga, you schooled them young
On how it is to be a motherfuckin' G
In the motherfuckers is dyin' daily so you best be packin'
If you ain't, boo-yaow

Dear mama I you worry 'cause I'm hardly at home
Every other night in jail, got you patient by the
Wanna shake it 'cause I take it got me livin' in Hell
Like I'm walkin' with a secret that'll kill me if I

I live the Thug Life and nobody, change me
Not to the brain, insane, just a part of the game
So much in the fast lane, finally a dry eye
I die, bury me with my fo'-five

And let the devil feel the wrath of a
Goin' to Hell with my on the trigger
Now starin'
Got a nigga losin' and they wonder if I'm all there

Well, don't blame me, blame the flame flickers
niggaz gettin' richer, mo' money
Now me if you wanna live forever
Niggaz dyin' so be 4 whatever

Yeah, 4 whatever
Ready 4
Thug Life and we be ready 4 whatever
Let me go this, ready 4 whatever
Huh, Big Syke he be ready 4
My Kato, ready 4 whatever
Pain, he's ready 4

And my Bam Bam, he ready 4 whatever
My nigga just be ready 4 whatever
Modu, he's ready 4
Big Serg, we 4 whatever
Charlie Tango, 4 whatever
My Pac, be ready 4 whatever
Yeah, ready 4
Ready 4

My big-ballin' ass nigga Boom, 4 whatever fo' sho'
Yeah, you
This how the do it
I know you standin' confused
You wonderin', what type of nigga is a Thug Life
Yeah hehehe nigga, we be the player-ass nigga
About gettin' riches, and plenty loc'
Ready 4