Luyện nghe bài hát Ready Or Not

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

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

zips in my shit, I don't grow stems
Him got 14 karats, and gold rims
Why say somethin about my
Don't out the window, it's safer jumpin out a plane

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

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

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

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

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

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

model hoes swallow, I buy another bottle
What is M.O.B. That's my motto
These ain't kings, they pawns
And got dust 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 makes no mistakes, been on since the day I was born
Stop drop or get lead in knot
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my
Here it comes, or not

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

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

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

If try to hurt him, the I-30's squirtin
Right through your curtain, stop 'til you murk him
Mechanical workin, Hechler jerkin'
That'll the Gate in after 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 no mistakes, it's been 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 around my chrome
it comes, ready or not