Luyện nghe bài hát 5 O'Clock

Somebody told me was a cousin to death
And following a finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind like I'm from rest
It's (5 in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to
And following a dollar finds but stress
But I'm going 'till there's nothing left under my chest

The streets empty 5 o'clock
Driving by the
Low key microscopic 'till the eyes that
Everything a hustle when you tryin' come buy guap
I'mma keep grindin' 'till I'm still shining a diamond watch
Me and boo bringing you the truth
With all sessions we just living in the booth
balls like we spitting out 150 proof
Take shots get loose 'till you up yo' food (like ohh)
You see I'mma need a recap
Grab a weed sack cheap that 'till my feet
I got this covered like a pro d-back
Breathe rap been a been known to the b-clip
cash so I'm tryin' to move some trees fast
Tell you to meet at
Ask you where the at
People 'round the city see the youngin' and the grind
Puttin' in th extra
Guaranteed next to

Somebody told me sleep was a to death
And following a finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind like I'm running rest
It's (5 in the mornin')
Somebody me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but
But I'm going hard 'till there's left under my chest

(Boaz)
I rise before the sun up and get my day started
Pray to the how I roll up my hays and spark it
And then my paper to roll in
Money in paper
Hammers with laser
We men
Out on the corner the early morn'
The blood of a hustla mines before I was born
You get stormed by these tight ass
From easy Mac
Crusin' in lax smokin' with no season at
There no reason that these other rappers hatin' on us (why?)
Except these anticipating and waiting on us
They get the BBS's radios us
we blaze in the Benz's
And sit this off on
And from P.A to
niggas know about me
International can't get no snow without me
Or get no without me
gettin' hardly stackin' on 'er
Early bird get the
I'm knockin' at the dome

Somebody me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but
A marathon like I'm running from rest
It's (5 in the mornin')
Somebody told me was a cousin to death
And a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard there's nothing left under my chest