Luyện nghe bài hát Ready Or Not

My all freezy, dope on the TV
especially out the GT
You next to me, you to be holdin somethin too
you can say, you let somethin fly when somethin flew

These niggaz get hit and call they
And try to sue you, that's a bitch for ya
I'm tough Mayoga and De La Hoya, I saw ya
Man, niggaz'll stack nines for that

Cause zips in my shit, I grow stems
Him got 14 karats, carrots and gold
Why say about my name?
Don't jump out the window, it's jumpin out a plane

I can't ditch my bitch, it's somethin 'bout her
If she put her mind to it she could out a vein
You don't want a lead shower, the fuck out the rain
so much ammo niggaz don't gotta aim

You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up it's on
Here it comes, or not
be out there snorin, one eye blink and you're gone
Keep it and ready to pop

The man no mistakes, it's been on since the day I was born
Stop drop or get in your knot
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around my chrome
Here it comes, or not

Yeah, yeah, my shooter's 16 from the projects
Glock-16 with the complex
I'm in and out the projects, my pleasant
You live life like a barbaric peasant

Me without my gun in the streets is like a Muslim pig feet
Fuck the pigs on the street, all wanna off a nigga
And these rappers get shot
They ain't gangsta, they into corporate niggaz

You die if rated R
If it's you leave with a scar
R.I.P. to Troy and Bags, big to Hommo
They got fishin cooked, buy me the Apollo

These model hoes swallow, I buy bottle
is M.O.B. nigga? That's my motto
These ain't kings, they pawns
And got bunnies on they guns

You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up it's on
it comes, ready or not
Don't be out snorin, one eye blink and you're gone
Keep it cocked and to pop

The man makes no mistakes, it's been on since the day I was
Stop or get lead in your knot
I'm in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome
Here it comes, or not

I think God spent a lil' time on me
Pop planted a seed, my mom ain't see
I got a intelligence level, I ain't no dummy
I ain't satisfied 10 mil', that ain't no money

My talents are blood deep, you can't those from me
And my sense of humor's shot, I don't jokes funny
My paranoia rolls my bullet holes
Givin me a third eye, my foes can get a magazine of those

The hip-hop follow my Suburban
Hopin they can find a pistol on him when search him
I'm in person, they like me when I'm cursin
So here's a dirty version, you heard me urban

If niggaz try to hurt him, the I-30's
Right your curtain, don't stop 'til you murk him
workin, Hechler handle's jerkin'
That'll pull the Gate in after you church him

You don't get a warnin, there's no up when it's on
Here it comes, or not
Don't be out there snorin, one eye blink and gone
it cocked and ready to pop

The man makes no mistakes, it's on since the day I was born
Stop or get lead in your knot
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin with my chrome
Here it comes, or not