Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

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

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

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

Niggaz die from gunfire
Your time to expire, nobody cry man gotta die
they bury me, they 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 ward but he didn't go to court
God damn, and one day we'll all be
then I'm ready 4 whatever, c'mon

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

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

Oh God, me I'm losin' it
So fuck it, me I'm doin' it
I need to change and look for a way
I got a hundred clip to my AK

Commitin' sins I might die in
So it, we'll live off the street fame
God send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a in the intersection

I know you're out there a young brother
'Til I'ma smoke motherfuckers
wouldn't be so bad
If we got the things that we never had, I'm ready 4

That's my nigga there
Big ballin' ass
Yeah nigga, you them young 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 other night in jail, got you patient by the
Wanna it 'cause 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, just a of the game
So caine in the fast lane, finally a dry eye
When I die, bury me with my

And let the devil feel the wrath of a
Goin' to with my finger on the trigger
Now everybody's
Got a nigga losin' and they wonder if I'm all there

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

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

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

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