Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

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

There's no way to survive in the city it's a
Niggaz die from my hollow-point bullet to the
I survive or will I die is what I wonder
Puffin' on blunts and gettin' drunk to keep from under

Gettin' lost in the madness, blunted tipsy
Got my pistol out the window screamin', "Lord and get me"
Am I sick, or am I just another
my clip, I'm watchin' every bullet 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
in peace, to all the homies got to Heaven before me

Pour some liquor on the for the niggaz that's caught
Had a motherfuckin' ward but he didn't go to
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 about money, gettin' yours
And knockin' coppers off the motherfuckin'
Word to the motherfuckin' nine
We gonna make motherfucker ours
If they don't feel me, gon' kill me
So Syke, get skanless

Am I going to Hell or will I Heaven?
After all this shit I did my Mac-11
Did I sell my soul? Mama woulda me
That's the way daddy raised me

Oh God, help me I'm it
So fuck it, me I'm doin' it
I need to change and for a better way
I got a hundred clip to my AK

Commitin' I might die in vain
So fuck it, we'll live off the street
God didn't send me in the right
I'm gettin' hit by a in the intersection

I know you're out help a young brother
'Til then I'ma motherfuckers
wouldn't be so bad
If we got the that we never had, I'm ready 4 whatever

That's my motherfuckin' there
Big ballin' ass
Yeah nigga, you schooled them young
On how it is to be a real G
In the nine-trey motherfuckers is dyin' 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 can't take it got me in Hell
Like I'm with a secret that'll kill me if I tell

I live the Life and can't nobody, change me
Not to the brain, going insane, just a of the game
So much caine in the fast lane, a dry eye
When I die, bury me with my

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

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

Yeah, ready 4
4 whatever
Thug niggaz and we be ready 4 whatever
Let me go like this, 4 whatever
Huh, Big he be ready 4 whatever
My nigga Kato, ready 4
Pain, he's 4 whatever

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

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