Luyện nghe bài hát Ready 4 Whatever

Rule number one, 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 my hollow-point bullet to the brain
Will I survive or I die is what I wonder
on blunts and gettin' 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 just another
Unloadin' my clip, I'm watchin' every bullet spit when I 'em

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

some liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's caught
Had a motherfuckin' ward but he go to court
God damn, and one day all be together
Until then I'm 4 whatever, c'mon

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

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 daddy raised me

Oh God, me I'm losin' 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, we'll live off the fame
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
then I'ma smoke motherfuckers
Things be so bad
If we got the that we never had, I'm ready 4 whatever

my motherfuckin' nigga there
Big ballin' ass
Yeah nigga, you schooled them young
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, boo-yaow

Dear mama I you worry 'cause I'm hardly at home
Every other in jail, got you patient by the phone
Wanna shake it 'cause I take it got me livin' in Hell
Like I'm with a secret that'll kill me if I tell

I live the Life and can't nobody, change me
Not to the brain, going insane, a part of the game
So much 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 everybody's
Got a nigga losin' hair and wonder if I'm all there

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

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

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

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