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?
Them Thug Life niggaz be the craziest, run up

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

lost in the madness, blunted gettin' tipsy
Got my out the window screamin', "Lord come and get me"
Am I sick, or am I just victim?
Unloadin' my clip, I'm watchin' every bullet spit when I 'em

Niggaz die from automatic
Your time to expire, nobody cry man gotta die
they bury me, they bury me a G
Rest in peace, to all the got to Heaven before me

Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's
Had a motherfuckin' ward but he go to court
God damn, and one day we'll all be
Until then I'm ready 4 whatever,

Yeah, niggaz movin' somethin' in the
It's all about makin' money, gettin'
And coppers off the motherfuckin' planet
Word to the motherfuckin' nigga
We gonna make this ours
If they don't feel me, they kill me
So Syke, get nigga

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

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

Commitin' I might die in vain
So fuck it, live off the street fame
God send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the

I know out there help a young brother
'Til then I'ma smoke
Things be so bad
If we got the things that we never had, I'm 4 whatever

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

Dear mama I know you worry 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 livin' in
Like I'm walkin' a secret that'll kill me if I tell

I the Thug Life and can't nobody, change me
Not to the brain, going insane, just a part of the
So much in the fast lane, finally a dry eye
When I die, me with my fo'-five

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

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

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

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

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