Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

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

There's no way to survive in the it's a shame
Niggaz die from my hollow-point to the brain
Will I survive or I die is what I wonder
Puffin' on blunts and gettin' to keep from 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 victim?
Unloadin' my clip, I'm watchin' every spit when I kick 'em

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

some liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's caught
Had a motherfuckin' but he didn't go to court
God damn, and one day all be together
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 make this motherfucker ours
If don't feel me, they gon' kill me
So Syke, get skanless

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

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

Commitin' sins I might die in
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 you're out there help a young brother
'Til then I'ma smoke
wouldn't be so bad
If we got the things that we had, I'm ready 4 whatever

That's my motherfuckin' nigga
Big ass Syke
nigga, you schooled 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 night in jail, got you by the phone
Wanna shake it 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 Thug Life and can't nobody, me
Not to the brain, going insane, just a part of the
So caine in the fast lane, finally a dry eye
I die, bury me with my fo'-five

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

Well, blame me, blame the flame that flickers
niggaz gettin' richer, mo' money
Now tell me if you wanna live
Niggaz dyin' so be ready 4

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

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

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