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2Pac - Ready 4 Whatever lyrics
feat. Big Syke) (Rule number one... niggaz die, daily, hahahaha) Hear me! Boo-yaow! (Ready for whatever, hell yeah What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga? Them Thug Life niggaz be the craziest -- run up nigga!) [2Pac] There's no way to survive in the city it's a shame Niggaz die from my hollow-point bullet to the brain Will I survive or will I die is what I wonder Puffin on blunts and gettin drunk to keep from goin under Gettin lost in the madness, blunted gettin tipsy Got my pistol out the window screamin, "Lord come and get me" Am I sick, or am I just another victim? Unloadin my clip, I'm watchin every bullet spit when I kick em Niggaz die from automatic gunfire Your time to expire, nobody cry every man gotta die When they bury me, they bury me a G Rest in peace, to all the homies got to heaven before me Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's caught Had a motherfuckin ward but he didn't go to court God damn, and one day we'll all be together Until then I'm ready for whatever, c'mon (Yeah, niggaz movin somethin in the nine-trey It's all about makin money, gettin yours And knockin coppers off the motherfuckin planet Word to the motherfuckin nine nigga We gonna make this motherfucker ours If they don't feel me, they gon kill me So Syke, get skanless nigga) [Big Syke] Am I going to Hell or will I reach Heav-en? (hell naw) After all this shit I did with my Mac-11 Did I sell my soul? Mama woulda saved me That's the way that daddy raised me Oh God, help me I'm losin it So fuck it! Take me I'm doin it! I need to change and look for a better way I got a hundred round clip to my AK Commitin sins I might die in vain So fuck it! We'll live off the street fame! God didn't send me in the right direction I'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersection I know you're out there help a young brother (hear me) Til then I'ma smoke motherfuckers Things wouldn't be so bad if we got the things that we never had, I'm ready for whatever (Hahahahaha, that's my motherfuckin nigga there Big ballin-ass Syke Yeah nigga, you schooled them young bustas on how it is to be a real motherfuckin G In the nine-trey motherfuckers is dyin daily so you best be packin If you ain't, boo-yaow motherfucker!) [2Pac] Dear mama I know you worry cause I'm hardly at home Every other night in jail, got you patient by the phone Wanna shake it cause I can't take it got me livin in Hell Like I'm walkin with a secret that'll kill me if I tell I live the Thug Life and can't nobody, change me Not to the brain, going insane, just a part of the game So much caine in the fast lane, finally a dry eye When I die, bury me with my fo'-five And let the devil feel the wrath of a nigga Goin to Hell with my finger on the trigger Now everybody's starin Got a nigga losin hair and they wonder if I'm all there Well don't blame me, blame the flame that flickers when niggaz gettin richer (mo' money) Now tell me if you wanna live forever Niggaz dyin so be ready for whatever (Yeah, ready for whatever Ready for whatever Thug Life niggaz and we be ready for whatever Let me go like this, ready for whatever Huh, Big Syke he be ready for whatever My nigga Kato, ready for whatever Pain, he's ready for whatever And my nigga Bam Bam, he ready for whatever My nigga Banks just be ready for whatever Modu, he's ready for whatever Big Serg, we ready for whatever Charlie Tango, ready for whatever My nigga Pac, be ready for whatever Yeah, ready for whatever Ready for whatever My big-ballin ass nigga Boom, ready for whatever fo' sho' Yeah, you know! This how the player's do it I know you standin there confused You wonderin -- what type of nigga is a Thug Life nigga? Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga About gettin riches, bitches, and plenty loc Ya hear me?) Ready for whatever |
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