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 somethin too
Least you can say, you let somethin fly somethin flew

These niggaz get hit and 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 nines for that Cola

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

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

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 and ready to pop

The man makes no mistakes, it's been on the day I was born
drop or get lead 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 little 16 from the projects
Glock-16 with the complex
I'm in and out the projects, my lifestyle
You live life like a barbaric peasant

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

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

These model swallow, I buy another bottle
What is M.O.B. nigga? That's my
These rappers ain't kings, they
And got dust on they guns

You don't get a warnin, no heads up when it's on
it comes, ready 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 been on since the day I was
Stop drop or get lead in your
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my
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 intelligence level, I no dummy
I ain't 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 take jokes
My paranoia with my bullet holes
Givin me a third eye, my foes can get a full of those

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

If niggaz try to hurt him, the I-30's
through your curtain, don't stop 'til you murk him
Mechanical workin, handle's 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
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, it's on since the day I was born
Stop drop or get in your knot
I'm known in hip-hop but I'm ridin around with my chrome
Here it comes, or not