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 Life nigga?
Them Life niggaz be the craziest, run up nigga

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

Gettin' in the madness, blunted 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 bullet when I kick 'em

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

Pour some liquor on the curb for the that's caught
Had a ward but he didn't go to court
God damn, and one day all be together
Until then I'm 4 whatever, c'mon

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

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

Oh God, me I'm losin' it
So fuck it, take me I'm it
I to change and look for a better way
I got a round clip to my AK

Commitin' sins I die in vain
So it, we'll live off the street fame
God didn't send me in the direction
I'm hit by a diesel in the intersection

I know you're out there help a young
'Til then smoke motherfuckers
Things be so bad
If we got the things that we had, I'm ready 4 whatever

my motherfuckin' nigga 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' daily so you be packin'
If you ain't, boo-yaow

Dear I know 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 Thug Life and nobody, change me
Not to the brain, insane, just a part of the game
So much caine in the lane, finally a dry eye
When I die, bury me with my

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

Well, don't blame me, the flame that flickers
When gettin' richer, mo' money
Now tell me if you wanna live
dyin' so be ready 4 whatever

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

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

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