Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

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

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

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

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

Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz caught
Had a ward but he didn't go to court
God damn, and one day we'll all be
Until I'm ready 4 whatever, c'mon

Yeah, niggaz somethin' in the nine-trey
It's all about money, gettin' yours
And coppers off the motherfuckin' planet
Word to the motherfuckin' nine
We gonna this motherfucker ours
If don't feel me, they gon' kill me
So Syke, get nigga

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

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

sins I might die in vain
So fuck it, we'll live off the street
God didn't me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a in the intersection

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

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

Dear mama I know you 'cause I'm hardly at home
Every night in jail, got you patient by the phone
Wanna shake it I can't take it got me livin' in Hell
Like I'm walkin' with a that'll kill me if I tell

I live the Thug Life and nobody, change me
Not to the brain, going insane, a part of the game
So much caine in the lane, finally a dry eye
I die, bury me with my fo'-five

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

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

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

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

My big-ballin' ass nigga Boom, ready 4 whatever fo'
Yeah, you
This how the 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
About gettin' riches, bitches and plenty
Ready 4