Luyện nghe bài hát We Ready 2000

[Verse 1: Pastor

These niggas how I choose to die
like a muthafucking G is my only reply
Hi 7, Mac 11 with the slang
Crank me up, bitch I'm gunning everything
And my pumping nothing but this thug blood
Maybe nigga, till I'm through nigga, yeah
Situation got a nigga bout to
Better tell them I don't give a fuck
I make money, nigga doesn't make me
that's why all these weak niggas hate me
And lately I been letting a of shit ride
But fuck that my muthafucking forty-five

2x: (We Ready in background)]

I sold my soul to the devil for a price
I walk through hell screaming thug life
And I was asking everybody where the devil
I got them niggas with me they be gang bang

[Verse 2: Pastor

My head gone, cause I been on this earth enuff,
In land of little trust
Where all my models and rubs, till I been and brewed
And it's been that it ain't shit to prove
I move about a a so, but clientele won't grow,
until all them basers know, that I keep butter
A new runs shop with me, said she need a 30 piece
But I can't do because I think she's undercover
My brother fed time, so I move nickels and dimes
when he comes out I can break him off
He taught me all the game, make them boys our name
but from point blank range show them we ain't soft
I lost about a of my cousins, homicide
How the hell am I to hide the fucking hurt
The many I cry, understanding me I tryed
my cousin came to me and said coz go to work
Now I'm
My timing, perfect, a mack and me some clothing
The stores, the ski masks, the forty-fours
Run up on 'em so slick, and get my pistol and
Give me the bag or I'm gone buss yo' shit
Now I came up, a fifteen thousand dollar
Yeah Red Mouth, the Pastor need a brick, and now it's on
Strictly, or grams,
them down south boys done blew up on all ya'll haters

2x: (We Ready in background)]

I sold my soul to the for a small price
I walk through muthafucking hell thug life
And I was everybody where the devil hang
I got them niggas me they be talking gang bang

[Verse 3: Pastor

I my mind with weed, uh,
I can't my congregation is testing me
Retailation be less than me,
While praising me in my
Shit these the same muthafuckers to take my place
I hate to waste yo blood and leave ya church clothes
But believe I will do it without guilty
Let's understand though the Pastor, I'm still nigga
Praising the for blessing me with nica triggas, and laser beams
And my team, my original team, killers and
Try best to understand it
respect, I demand it
I its mandatory,
I'm popping on these niggas as I the Lord the glory
Like David, My slang shot made
Fuck whirling rocks, my niggas got handgrenades
Who payed?, I have layed my on the line
pulling grind, got the Pastor dodging one time
Signs of wars
Touting magnum forty-fours, and forty-fives, mac
There's a hundred to die
Up in the mist, surrounded by these men
Got to hi',
Grab the pistol and I let 'em fly, like hulk
So what, I thought you would've never
Nigga you did it and death will be the
I sholl hate it but I put up with it long
Ashes to ashes, and dust to fucking
Don't wit us

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I sold my soul to the for a small price
I walk muthafucking hell screaming thug life
And I was asking where the devil hang
I got them niggas with me be talking gang bang