Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

[Intro: G
Young on the beat
G
You know I'm a street nigga--real street nigga and common sense
Everybody know you to get money, stay out the way

[Verse 1: G
Lookin' down the barrel of that hammer for my time
me slow down, look at life
Why I'm just gon' you mine?
'09 I was fine
as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I been gettin' paper, ain't holdin' up
I break nigga, fold for what?
Every damn still loaded up
it up
If you Bs, nigga, hold it up
Niggas what up
If you book me for a show, I sold it up
Soon as he pull up through the back of the door, got them poles us
And I'm froze as
Only pick up 10K and up
10K, a backend
Pull another 100 out the bank, put it back in
Be safe if you
How blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
Keep your head up in the rack
Yeah, okay, get whacked
Better have in your back then
Better keep the strap on lap then
Better keep homies on [?]
I'm just put one up in yo' chest then
Better go than the feds then
Okay, we givin' face shots, nothin' than
On the 24, no restin'
Stand over niggas, 10 out FNs
I give a fuck, I done lost my best friend
All this must be why I'm stressed then
Too many I was close to death in the streets
keep gridin', keep gettin' checks in
Gotta kill by any
Enemy to me
I accept defeat
Pickin' up three backends every weekend, a least 60 racks a week

G Herbo]
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' pistols out there all day
I wit' my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners,
Placin' all day
Posted them pistols out there all day
I been my niggas out there all day

[Verse 2: Blac
Everything I gotta for
You know I hard for mines, bro
They me love when I was broke, then they changed when I signed, bro
Everybody turn their on me
Swear to God, a fact homie
At first them niggas they was black wit' me, then went a little black on me
They got a more dogs
I got a more smart
I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a more far
I'm the most gangster nigga my city
I don't wanna know 'cause it ain't my
I don't give a fuck her feelings
Fuck that bitch I don't want that bitch, I don't dealings
I was in a bust wit' my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front seat my ankle bracelet on my feet
I been on the all day
Shot a in the hallway
Have you ran in the corner store, pulled a stickup broad day?
Shout out 'cause she put me out
Shout out every ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, nigga that ain't wit' me now
niggas when I went to jail, they ain't make my [?]
Same broke bad when I did time
Same fucked my bitch when I was on the run

G Herbo]
Alleys, corners,
Placin' all day
Posted wit' them out there all day
I been wit' my out there all day
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' pistols out there all day
I been wit' my niggas out all day