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 money is power nigga, I got millions of power
with me nigga, huh?

17 I was niggas 17
Ridin' clean, nigga in the Medellín
Bomber green, in thang, in the middle lane
Did some thangs for my niggas which I can't
slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my change
Fuck what you heard, for bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die
War ready, fast cash the law
War ready, gas when them choppers talk

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

A coward dies a deaths, a real nigga dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top
I know a lot of gon' hate to see this
Yeah I Shake could see this
I'll fall for what I stand for
This year
We could today, blood, and die tonight, cous'

Box Chevy hit the block, run the whole 50
You just poppin' 'til you you can't pop 'em no more
We done came through the block and sold many drops
And these mothafuckas think you drop 'em no more
War ready nigga put change on your head
Damn right, fuck around, clear my out
I got a few digi scales and a Denzels
And you right, this a safe house
me the K and a shovel, I'll 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 were sharin' that nigga
You mothafuckas out here always
'Bout what another said
Yeah I got that FNH when that finna hostin'
I ain't out here to play
Why these fuck niggas cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're livin' like a ho or dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let that Rollie breathe but it's in my sleeve
Like that timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised, nigga up that weed
Gotta stay to live the life I lead
your own alphabet with all them G's
Open up a hundred doors all them keys
Yeah we live for them coupes but we by the gun
Missed his court date, now my on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a
Shit bag leave a grown in a diaper
out the Rolls, on your mark, get set
Let it go, hold that bitch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and them drums get to
Yeah I hope you pussy war ready

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

in my footstep, I was born to die a soldier
Nigga walk a mile, found him naked and rollin'
Shout out to the Vice Lords, shout out to my 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 times, will never die a fuck nigga
Shoutout to my city, too, my clip a 62
Ridin' on 63, rest in peace to Fluty Coupe
Heroin and
Cut bitch a thousand times
Phone call he need a brick
I text him back, "Come in line"
You went out of town so I had to wack your
Never came back, boy, go die a bitch

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