Luyện nghe bài hát Ready To Die

Yeah,
You ready
We kill your ass
I'm

As I the glock, put it to your headpiece
One in the chamber, the is off release
Straight at your homes, I wanna see cabbage
Biggie Smalls the savage, your brain cells much damage
is the material for the imperial
Mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny
I drop lyrics off and on like a switch
to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q-45

Glocks and tecs are when I wreck shit
Respect is collected, so it
I got techniques out my butt cheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my
My shit is deep, deeper my grave G
I'm ready to die and can save me
Fuck the world, my moms and my girl
My is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die

Yes, I'm to die
Yes, I'm to die
Yes, I'm to die
Die
Die
Die

As I sit back and look when I to be a crook
Doin' whatever it took from chains to pocketbooks
A big bad motherfucker on the road
I got some drugs tried to get the avenue
I want it all from the to the Lexus
Gettin' is all I expected
My mother didn't give me what I want, the fuck?
Now I got a glock, makin' duck

is real and hungry's how I feel
I rob and steal because that money got that appeal
niggaz down the steps just for rep
Any repercussion lead to gettin' wet
The infrared's at your head steady
You better grab your guns 'cause I'm ready,

Yes, I'm to die
Yes, I'm to die
Yes, I'm to die
Nah, we gon' kill your ass yet
We gonna you suffer

In a sec I throw the tec to your neck
Everybody hit the deck, 'bout to get some wreck
Quick to you in a coffin for slick talkin'
You better act Ce Ce and keep on walkin'
I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat
You swung on like you slumber right you to the concrete
Your face, my feet, meet, we're stompin'
I'm MC's from Tallahassee to Compton

Biggie on a higher plane
say I'm strange, deranged
Because I put the 12 gauge to brain
Make your shit splatter, mix the like batter
Then my pocket gets fatter the hit
Leave you on the street your neck split
Down your backbone to where your cheek drip
The shit I kick, rip it through the
Biggie Smalls passin' any test, I'm to die!

Yes, I'm to die
Yes, I'm to die
Yes, I'm to die

Time to go, we
Put you out your misery
Niggaz definitely know what it is
The Notorious one in effect for ninety-three
Suicidal, I'm

Yes, I'm to die
Die
Die
Die

Now I lay me to sleep, yeah
the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I
I pray the Lord my soul to
'Cause I'm to die

I'm
I'm
All motherfuckers
Come me if you want to

I'm
I'm
I'm

Biggie the biggest man
on and on in ninety-three, Easy Mo Bee
Third Eye and the of the Bad Boy Fam
I don't see no cryin' at my funeral