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 got a thousand guns, nigga
And if is power nigga, I got millions of power nigga
with me nigga, huh?

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

Killas on front line when war ready
shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just another mama when you're war ready
Just another 'cause we war ready
Killas on the front line you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war
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 real nigga but one
21 gun out of the top of your drop top coupe
I a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this
Yeah I wish Shake see this
I'll never for what I stand for
year Fernando
We could today, blood, and die tonight, cous'

Box Chevy hit the block, run the whole 50
You just poppin' 'til you know you can't pop 'em no
We came through the block and sold many color drops
And these mothafuckas you can't drop 'em no more
War ready nigga put change on your head
Damn right, fuck around, my safe out
I got a few digi scales and a couple
And you mothafuckin' right, this a house
Give me the K and a shovel, bury that nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can carry nigga
What you gonna hit him with the or the chop?
Look I wouldn't give a fuck if they sharin' that nigga
You mothafuckas out here always
'Bout what another said
Yeah I got that FNH when that mothafucka hostin'
I ain't out here to mothafuckin'
Why these niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're livin' 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, nigga roll up that
Gotta strapped to live the life I lead
Start your own alphabet all them G's
Open up a hundred doors all them keys
Yeah we live for them but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a
Shit bag leave a nigga in a diaper
out the Rolls, on your mark, get set
Let it go, yeah hold that bitch
When that ritalin get to rushin' and them get to bussin'
Yeah I hope you niggas war ready

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

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

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