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 nigga got a guns, nigga
And if is power nigga, I got millions of power nigga
with me nigga, huh?

17 I was niggas 17
Ridin' clean, youngest nigga in the
Bomber green, in that thang, in the lane
Did some thangs for my which I can't explain
Versace slippers, 20 chains, bitch I'm Dana
Put a over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a nigga
Laid to by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna my life
War ready, boy we all could die tonight
War ready, cash above the law
War ready, gas mask when choppers talk

on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a rounds when you're war ready
Just mama cryin' when you're war ready
another homicide 'cause we war ready
Killas on the front line when war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds you're war ready
Just another mama cryin' cause war ready
Just homicide 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 top coupe
I know a lot of gon' hate to see this
Yeah I wish Shake see this
I'll never fall for I stand for
This Fernando
We live today, blood, and die tonight, cous'

Box Chevy hit the block, run the whole 50
You just poppin' 'til you know you pop 'em no more
We done through the block and sold many color drops
And mothafuckas think you can't drop 'em no more
War nigga put some change on your head
right, fuck around, clear my safe out
I got a few digi scales and a couple
And you mothafuckin' right, this a safe
Give me the K and a shovel, I'll that nigga
Be his pallbearer, so I can carry nigga
What you gonna hit him with the Glock or the
Look I wouldn't give a fuck if were sharin' that nigga
You mothafuckas out here talkin'
'Bout what mothafucka said
I got that FNH when that mothafucka finna hostin'
I out here to mothafuckin' play
Why fuck niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin'?
Either you're livin' a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'
Try to let that breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve
Like that timid or shy about somethin'
Tomorrow ain't promised, nigga roll up that
Gotta stay strapped to the life I lead
Start your own alphabet with all G's
Open up a doors with all them keys
Yeah we for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
his court date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his like a lighter
Shit bag leave a nigga in a diaper
out the Rolls, on your mark, get set
Let it go, yeah hold bitch steady
When that ritalin get to rushin' and drums get to bussin'
Yeah I hope you pussy niggas war

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

Follow in my footstep, I was to die a soldier
Nigga couldn't a mile, found him naked and rollin'
Shout out to the Lords, shout out to my Blood nigga
Shout out to GD's, where that Crip love, nigga?
Shout out to them dopeboys, owe it to the plug,
I could die a thousand times, will never die a fuck
Shoutout to my city, too, my hold a 62
Ridin' down on 63, rest in to Fluty Coupe
and quinine
Cut that 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

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