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
Least you can say, you let somethin fly when flew

These get hit and call they lawyer
And try to sue you, a bitch nigga for ya
I'm tough like 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 somethin my name?
Don't jump out the window, it's safer out a plane

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

You don't get a warnin, there's no up when it's on
Here it comes, 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, been on since the day I was born
Stop drop or get lead in your
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm ridin around with my chrome
it comes, ready or not

Yeah, yeah, my shooter's 16 from the projects
Glock-16 with the Napoleon
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 eatin pig
Fuck the on the street, they all wanna off a nigga
And these rappers get shot
They gangsta, they turn into corporate niggaz

You die if rated R
If PG-13 you leave with a scar
R.I.P. to Troy and Bags, big shout to
They got fishin cooked, buy me the Apollo

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

You don't get a warnin, no heads up when 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
drop or get lead in your knot
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still around with my chrome
Here it comes, or not

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

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

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

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

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

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