Luyện nghe bài hát War Ready

War
You got shooters, I've got
We got
Let's do what them niggas can't do though
uh
Uh nigga got a thousand guns,
And if money is power nigga, I got millions of power
Fuck me nigga, huh?

17 I was niggas 17
Ridin' clean, youngest in the Medellín
green, in that thang, in the middle lane
Did some for my niggas which I can't explain
slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dana Dane
Put a over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my
War ready, pussy boy we all die tonight
War ready, fast above the law
War ready, gas mask them choppers talk

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

A coward dies a thousand deaths, a nigga dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of drop top coupe
I a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this
Yeah I Shake could see this
I'll never fall for I stand for
This Fernando
We live today, blood, and die tonight, cous'

Box Chevy hit the block, run the 50 shots
You just poppin' 'til you know you pop 'em no more
We done through the block and sold many color drops
And these think you can't drop 'em no more
War ready put some change on your head
Damn right, 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, bury that nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can that nigga
you gonna hit him with the Glock or the chop?
Look I wouldn't give a fuck if they 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 here to play
Why these niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let that breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve
that motherfucker timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised, roll up that weed
Gotta stay strapped to live the life I
Start your own alphabet with all G's
Open up a hundred doors with all keys
Yeah we live for coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket a lighter
Shit bag leave a grown nigga in a
Hangin' out the Rolls, on mark, get set
Let it go, hold that bitch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and drums get to bussin'
Yeah I you pussy niggas war ready

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

Follow in my footstep, I was born to die a
couldn't walk a mile, found him naked and rollin'
Shout out to the Lords, shout out to my Blood nigga
out to them GD's, where that Crip love, nigga?
Shout out to dopeboys, owe it to the plug, nigga
I could die a thousand times, will never die a nigga
Shoutout to my city, too, my clip a 62
down on 63, rest in peace to Fluty Coupe
Heroin and
Cut that bitch a times
Phone call said he need a
I text him back, "Come in line"
You went out of town so I had to wack bitch
came back, pussy boy, go die a bitch

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