Luyện nghe bài hát Ready Or Not

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah, my little shooter's 16 the projects
Glock-16 with the complex
I'm in and out the projects, my lifestyle
You? You live life 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 when these get shot
They ain't gangsta, turn into corporate niggaz

You die if it's R
If PG-13 you leave with a scar
R.I.P. to Troy and Bags, big to Hommo
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 dust bunnies on guns

You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up it's on
it comes, ready or not
Don't be out there snorin, one eye 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 still ridin with my chrome
Here it comes, or not

I think God spent a 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 with 10 mil', ain't no money

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

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

If niggaz try to hurt him, the squirtin
Right through your curtain, don't stop 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 when on
Here it comes, or not
Don't be out there snorin, one eye blink and you're
Keep it and ready to pop

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