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 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
I survive or will I die is what I wonder
Puffin' on blunts and drunk to keep from goin' under

lost in the madness, blunted gettin' tipsy
Got my pistol out the 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 man gotta die
When bury me, they bury me a G
Rest in peace, to all the homies got to Heaven me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dear mama I know you 'cause I'm hardly at home
Every other in jail, got you patient by the phone
Wanna shake it 'cause I can't take it got me in Hell
Like I'm walkin' with a 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, bury me with my

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

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

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

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

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