โหลดเพลง mp3 Ready 4 War - Trae Tha Truth

Ready 4 War - Trae Tha Truth/Lil B/Z-RO
The youngest guerilla in here mayn Young Dyno
In here with Trae D and S.L.A.B
We representing this to the fullest mayn AK's loaded
And cocked but now the clip's ready to peel on a punk
Y'all niggas better run we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit 'fore you lose your jaw
SLAB that's on my life we ready for war
Y'all niggas better run we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit 'fore you lose your jaw
SLAB that's on my life we ready for war
Ready for war
Who gon' represent for Texas like I represent for Texas
And who this ni**a talking down on Dirty South niggas rapping reckless
Scared took him out of the hotel cause when Ro swang
Ro swell
Eyebrows and jaws so in my presence Mr. don't tell
I'm a motherf**king murderer you the wanksta
Popping that gangsta sh*t on the radio and it's disturbing you
Big Moe ni**a that's my big dog and my love ain't never gon withdrawal
So we clicked up coming to get y'all my ni**a Ja said you's a b**ch dog
I'm a soldier these niggas ain't never gon' learn
F**king with the fire b**ch ni**a you freezing then you burn
This is MOE murder of everything in front of us
And can't nobody stop it because the reaper's coming to cancel every one of us
And it's all gravy all of my niggas are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and hoping that the Lord save me
F**k a ni**a named 50 cent you nothing but change
I'm a whole dolla ni**a hanging one in your brain
Now can you picture c smoke out choked out with Guerilla Maab
Mob figgas representing and we here to do the job
Got my stepon ni**a shoes on 'case it get dirty
Cause man it's going down in the thirty
It's for war thirty f**k President Bush
If he was close to the edge then I'll give him a push
And do this whole world a favor hey there howdy neighbor
Sh*t I'm sorry I took so long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked by my secretary
She asked me my sign I told her b**ch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott 5000 block
I paint the white house black and start renting it out
In this underground game I'm rolling with S.L.A.B
Black H2 Hummers when we holding the AVE
Got a itching trigga finger when I'm holding my strap
Ni**a they call me hit man don't get your wig pushed back
Man some of these niggas is b**ches too
Steady riding my dick like b**ches do
You a gangsta or a hoe ni**a which is you
Archie Lee been real before I had a crew
Get it right don't get it wrong I stay's in the zone
Plus my piece got yellow stones like I stayed on the stone
I spit that hood sh*t that wood sh*t
Hershelwood for life matter fact it's all good b**ch
I heard a ni**a in the game was saying my name
But now my Glock is fully loaded and ready to aim
SLAB until I'm gone and I'm repping it strong
You don't wanna see these gorillas running up in your home
Everybody better clear the lot when the lights off
I set it off when I luger ride for the cause
And f**k the law I'ma mash till I'm finished and done
And when it's all said and done I'ma be number one
And I bet that I'm a soldier that'll fold you I done told you
Niggas getting ran over in a Rover
Trae forever staying sober like a Jehovah
Witness I'm at your door brah door brah
Y'all niggas better run we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit 'fore you lose your jaw
SLAB that's on my life we ready for war
Y'all niggas better run we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit 'fore you lose your jaw
SLAB that's on my life we ready for war
Ready for war
Let's take it to the streets
Any one of you motherf**kers got beef
I will fill you with heat
Get the nine millimeter fitted up in my denim on my creep
Who that wanna do that b**ch or come through that
And sweep up that street
I'm a motherf**king G and b**ch you gon listen to me
When I speak ain't got no time to try to be friendly
Motherf**kers must didn't hear me
Move around b**ch before you feel me
We smoke 'em and choke 'em
Then fry a motherf**ker just like a poker
The game is now over be the next
To the thoedest cats or now open are you playing with me boy
Watch a ni**a bob and weave and then we break jaw
We ain't barring no law
Snap rugged and rough and playing this game raw
B**ch we ready for war anybody running up is bound to get scarred
DOUG I are dropping bombs up on you b**ches going hard
These niggas be plexing and talking down on a G a** ni**a
Sweet pea a** ni**a f**k around and catch the heat a** ni**a
Beefing with me a ni**a named B you silly rabbits finna see
A guerilla thriller will kill a ni**a in these HTown streets
Ready for war boy we raw I thought I told you cats
Who was the ni**a that had to bust and make the crowd move back
Never slacking or lacking still attacking like I'm Sadaam
Set it off like the chirp that's going off on the alarm
Doing harm ni**a we swarm on any and every hater in sight
F**k around and call a ni**a Teddy steady turning off your lights
Night lights gon get burned f**king with paper that I earned
S.L.A.B. gladiating on hating see you cats gon learn
It's Jay'Ton motherf**kers and if they don't know the name
From the wild wild West slugging 'em like Jesse James
Dog better get the f**k back 'fore I f**k around and leave a ni**a flat
With a cardiac heart attack slugs stuck off in your back
See I ain't tripping mayn I'm one of the young guerillas
That's stacking scrilla slash a killa cause I'm a made ni**a
You don't wanna get hauled on or straight clicked on
I've been a G ever since the day that I left home
SLAB one of these motherf**kers finna see
I've been a sad cat with a fat cat all the way back still spitting with heat
One of the rap game phenomenon's me and my click be ready for war
You better get your entourage 'fore you get calicoes through your car
Or you'll get a 44 to your jaw ain't no love boxing we raw
And if you really think that we playing step in the ring so you can get scarred
Guerillas ready for havoc on a mission to let you have it
To tell the truth I done had it this game is really fin to get tragic
I ain't having when I'm busting on first and ten I'ma be rushing
Till a ni**a left with concussions bring the end of discussion dog
You don't wanna get me pissed off or ticked off your a** is fin to get pissed on
Not dissed on but clicked on for stepping inside my zone
50 cent baby that's nothing but chump change
Shooting slugs at my partna disrespecting the game
So feel this verbal coc*ine your whole tape was trash
Now the whole screwed up click gon' beat that a**
So when you come in HTown don't hide behind your circle
We gon tear the club up leave both your eyes purple
Hurt you b**ch ni**a that's from the Boss Man
I'm known for slapping boys knocking 'em out with my hands
Understand bow down and show some respect
We clicked up and heated with knifes hanging round our neck
I'm a cold blooded killa do a murder for the price
So call the ambulance and put this b**ch up on some ice
Y'all niggas better run we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit 'fore you lose your jaw
SLAB that's on my life we ready for war
Y'all niggas better run we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit 'fore you lose your jaw
SLAB that's on my life we ready for war
Ready for war

2K3 SLAB

Slow loud and bangin'
In your motherf**king face in your motherf**king trunk

Hell naw it ain't gon' never stop ni**a
We don't know how to stop so sh*t we just gon'
Keep going and matter fact this hoe a** ni**a 50 cent

B**ch you ain't nothing but two quarters ni**a
We made change out of your b**ch a** ni**a
We hold dolla bills round this b**ch holding

Ain't a god damn thang stolen
Big Moe that's my motherf**king ni**a for life
So f**k you niggas till you dead
Run up on us if you wanna ni**a get your b**ch a** slid
Into a motherf**king coma yeah ni**a
Like HADubK say ni**a we ain't gon' play
We got the motherf**king K we ready to spray
With no delay feel me ni**a Mo City Texas
Till a ni**a gone forever rolling with my chrome

Ni**a in the right state of mind again again
Letting you punk a** niggas know about war
You know I'm saying niggas out here we glove or
We can glock it up you know I'm saying ain't no playing out here
It's gorillas for real lil' orangutan a** chipmunk a** niggas
Y'all better represent this to the fullest mayn this S.L.A.B
B**ches understand this mayn all that talking down
Running the diarrhea out your mouth get something to talk about
Cause a ni**a'll slap your track out b**ch you know I'm saying
Hoe a** niggas trying to ride red niggas know Ike painting
Ain't like Ike's know I'm saying do what you like