Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

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

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

lost in the madness, blunted gettin' tipsy
Got my pistol out the window screamin', "Lord 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 from gunfire
Your time to expire, nobody cry every man die
they bury me, they bury me a G
Rest in peace, to all the got to Heaven before me

some liquor on the curb for the niggaz 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 somethin' in the nine-trey
It's all about makin' money, yours
And knockin' coppers off the planet
Word to the motherfuckin' nine
We gonna make this 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 with my
Did I my soul? Mama woulda saved me
the way that daddy raised me

Oh God, me I'm losin' it
So fuck it, me I'm doin' it
I need to and look 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 direction
I'm gettin' hit by a in the intersection

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

That's my nigga there
Big ballin' ass
Yeah nigga, you them young bustas
On how it is to be a motherfuckin' G
In the nine-trey is dyin' daily so you best be packin'
If you ain't, motherfucker

Dear mama I know you worry 'cause I'm at home
Every other in jail, got you patient by the phone
shake it 'cause I can't take it got me livin' 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, me with my fo'-five

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

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

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

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

My big-ballin' ass Boom, ready 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 nigga?
Yeah hehehe nigga, we be the player-ass nigga
About gettin' riches, bitches and loc'
Ready 4