Lirik Lagu Ready 4 Whatever - 2Pac
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(Rule number one... niggaz die, daily, hahahaha)Hear me!Boo-yaow!(Ready for whatever, hell yeahWhat 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 shameNiggaz die from my hollow-point bullet to the brainWill I survive or will I die is what I wonderPuffin on blunts and gettin drunk to keep from goin underGettin lost in the madness, blunted gettin tipsyGot 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 emNiggaz die from automatic gunfireYour time to expire, nobody cry every man gotta dieWhen they bury me, they bury me a GRest in peace, to all the homies got to heaven before mePour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's caughtHad a motherfuckin ward but he didn't go to courtGod damn, and one day we'll all be togetherUntil then I'm ready for whatever, c'mon
(Yeah, niggaz movin somethin in the nine-treyIt's all about makin money, gettin yoursAnd knockin coppers off the motherfuckin planetWord to the motherfuckin nine niggaWe gonna make this motherfucker oursIf they don't feel me, they gon kill meSo 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-11Did I sell my soul?Mama woulda saved meThat's the way that daddy raised meOh God, help me I'm losin itSo fuck it!Take me I'm doin it!I need to change and look for a better wayI got a hundred round clip to my AKCommitin sins I might die in vainSo fuck it!We'll live off the street fame!God didn't send me in the right directionI'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersectionI know you're out there help a young brother (hear me)Til then I'ma smoke motherfuckersThings wouldn't be so badif we got the things that we never had, I'm ready for whatever
(Hahahahaha, that's my motherfuckin nigga thereBig ballin-ass SykeYeah nigga, you schooled them young bustason how it is to be a real motherfuckin GIn the nine-trey motherfuckers is dyin daily so you best be packinIf you ain't, boo-yaow motherfucker!)
[2Pac]Dear mama I know you worry cause I'm hardly at homeEvery other night in jail, got you patient by the phoneWanna shake it cause I can't take it got me livin in HellLike I'm walkin with a secret that'll kill me if I tellI live the Thug Life and can't nobody, change meNot to the brain, going insane, just a part of the gameSo much caine in the fast lane, finally a dry eyeWhen I die, bury me with my fo'-fiveAnd let the devil feel the wrath of a niggaGoin to Hell with my finger on the triggerNow everybody's starinGot a nigga losin hair and they wonder if I'm all thereWell don't blame me, blame the flame that flickerswhen niggaz gettin richer (mo' money)Now tell me if you wanna live foreverNiggaz dyin so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whateverReady for whateverThug Life niggaz and we be ready for whateverLet me go like this, ready for whateverHuh, Big Syke he be ready for whateverMy nigga Kato, ready for whateverPain, he's ready for whateverAnd my nigga Bam Bam, he ready for whateverMy nigga Banks just be ready for whateverModu, he's ready for whateverBig Serg, we ready for whateverCharlie Tango, ready for whateverMy nigga Pac, be ready for whateverYeah, ready for whateverReady for whateverMy big-ballin ass nigga Boom, ready for whatever fo' sho'Yeah, you know!This how the player's do itI know you standin there confusedYou wonderin -- what type of nigga is a Thug Life nigga?Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass niggaAbout gettin riches, bitches, and plenty locYa hear me?)
Ready for whatever
[2Pac]There's no way to survive in the city it's a shameNiggaz die from my hollow-point bullet to the brainWill I survive or will I die is what I wonderPuffin on blunts and gettin drunk to keep from goin underGettin lost in the madness, blunted gettin tipsyGot 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 emNiggaz die from automatic gunfireYour time to expire, nobody cry every man gotta dieWhen they bury me, they bury me a GRest in peace, to all the homies got to heaven before mePour some liquor on the curb for the niggaz that's caughtHad a motherfuckin ward but he didn't go to courtGod damn, and one day we'll all be togetherUntil then I'm ready for whatever, c'mon
(Yeah, niggaz movin somethin in the nine-treyIt's all about makin money, gettin yoursAnd knockin coppers off the motherfuckin planetWord to the motherfuckin nine niggaWe gonna make this motherfucker oursIf they don't feel me, they gon kill meSo 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-11Did I sell my soul?Mama woulda saved meThat's the way that daddy raised meOh God, help me I'm losin itSo fuck it!Take me I'm doin it!I need to change and look for a better wayI got a hundred round clip to my AKCommitin sins I might die in vainSo fuck it!We'll live off the street fame!God didn't send me in the right directionI'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersectionI know you're out there help a young brother (hear me)Til then I'ma smoke motherfuckersThings wouldn't be so badif we got the things that we never had, I'm ready for whatever
(Hahahahaha, that's my motherfuckin nigga thereBig ballin-ass SykeYeah nigga, you schooled them young bustason how it is to be a real motherfuckin GIn the nine-trey motherfuckers is dyin daily so you best be packinIf you ain't, boo-yaow motherfucker!)
[2Pac]Dear mama I know you worry cause I'm hardly at homeEvery other night in jail, got you patient by the phoneWanna shake it cause I can't take it got me livin in HellLike I'm walkin with a secret that'll kill me if I tellI live the Thug Life and can't nobody, change meNot to the brain, going insane, just a part of the gameSo much caine in the fast lane, finally a dry eyeWhen I die, bury me with my fo'-fiveAnd let the devil feel the wrath of a niggaGoin to Hell with my finger on the triggerNow everybody's starinGot a nigga losin hair and they wonder if I'm all thereWell don't blame me, blame the flame that flickerswhen niggaz gettin richer (mo' money)Now tell me if you wanna live foreverNiggaz dyin so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whateverReady for whateverThug Life niggaz and we be ready for whateverLet me go like this, ready for whateverHuh, Big Syke he be ready for whateverMy nigga Kato, ready for whateverPain, he's ready for whateverAnd my nigga Bam Bam, he ready for whateverMy nigga Banks just be ready for whateverModu, he's ready for whateverBig Serg, we ready for whateverCharlie Tango, ready for whateverMy nigga Pac, be ready for whateverYeah, ready for whateverReady for whateverMy big-ballin ass nigga Boom, ready for whatever fo' sho'Yeah, you know!This how the player's do itI know you standin there confusedYou wonderin -- what type of nigga is a Thug Life nigga?Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass niggaAbout gettin riches, bitches, and plenty locYa hear me?)
Ready for whatever
