Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Ready Know

Yo, yo, yo
This man Royce Da 5'9"
your dude Crooked I
Man, off Joe Beezy
Joell Ortiz

[Hook: Ortiz]
Ya'll ready, ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse

1: Joell Ortiz]
Little niggas get your weight up y'all, pay up
My bars just as slick as my dick and stay up
Nicer than me, say Wait up, straight up
I finish right off the bat like a layup
I seen a lot of come, I a lot of go
But y'all know where I'm from, B-R O
You know the rest pimpin', yeah, I was bred
Here come pops with the NY bop, you know, the leg
My ice mug frozen till stiff
Grimy nigga, might wanna hold onto bitch
I got a way women, I faithfully play with women
Let 'em suck on this bottle and pray that I throw a in 'em
I might just throw 'em a gold
Pour up a cup of E & J and up a dro blunt
I was never soft, never saw me flinchin' they lettin' off
Never had to retaliate I set it off

[Verse 2: Da 5'9]
Ya'll know my name, bitch, never up my language
I'm just a nigga from a city that's bankrupt
First we take
Then I'm pulling turquoise strings in my Lebron In Turks and Caicos
I came from wicked chair wearin' short sets
I learned that money can't buy
But I decided I'd do all my cryin' in the Corvette
Make a dollar, buy a
Have a child, and have 'em follow
Wavin' that weatherchange
Make the fall, coming through with everything to lose
Taking everything you know
Let him finish his in his draws
And pray that he land on that minute hand in my
I'm about Art Of War gospel
That Picasso drawing a roscoe
Using the blood of a usual thug who was told die
Your on me, bet it all, you know I'mma set it off

[Verse 3: Joe
Let's skip the small talk and get to the wealth
Truth is I give a fuck, but it's right to
Fuck fame, keep the shit I write to
If what I do is therapeutic, man, the slightest shit
Made angel dust my year
Gave it a try, cool, did I knew
Had the wrong of high school
Teachers called him a and a liar
them, only went to class for the cyphers
Now I'm gettin' for
The same thinking they tried to pills for
They said I needed a wrench, I'm a screw
Vital, suicidal, said I kill mi amour
Wasn't in French, said I'd let it off
Never know who or you might get
Main reason they want me to set it off
You now dealing with four that's never off
All off, so nah, you won't be better off

[Verse 4: I]
Jewish tats arm on my arm like a boss
Egyptian art hanging, uh, that's my cross
set it off
Even got wavin' our flag, Betsy Ross
Old school Chevy, the is off
Impala
Heavy lack from the weight of the
Still arms like a shaven koala
How you thinkin' like a faded neurology
Is prudent when chasin' a
So never mind, a rhyme
I'd find a better grind, forever times
Sittin' me because I'm ahead of mine
In this era I'm livin' of the paradigm
I'm comin' outside with a pair of
and Caroline
Share a line then they share a 9 inch, never
I probably shouldn't even keep
Cause these rappers hoein' with their teeth showing
I set it off