Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

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

1: G Herbo]
Lookin' down the barrel of that hammer for my time
me slow down, look at life
Why I'm just give you mine?
'09 I was fine
as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I gettin' paper, shit ain't holdin' up
I break nigga, fold for what?
Every damn waist still up
it up
If you Bs, nigga, hold it up
Niggas know up
If you book me for a show, I sold it up
as he pull up through the back of the door, got them poles wit' us
And I'm as fuck
Only up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, that's a
Pull 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
Be safe if you
How 'bout blow the whole 30 and get back in?
Keep your head up in the then
Yeah, okay, get whacked
Better eyes in your back then
Better keep the strap on your lap
Better keep your on [?]
I'm just put one up in yo' chest then
Better go faster the feds then
Okay, we givin' face shots, nothin' less
On the 24, no restin'
over niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don't give a fuck, I lost my best friend
All this money must be why I'm then
Too many times I was close to in the streets
I'ma keep gridin', keep gettin' in
Gotta by any means
next to me
I accept defeat
Pickin' up three every weekend, that's a least 60 racks a week

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

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

[Chorus: G
Alleys, corners,
Placin' all day
Posted wit' pistols out there all day
I been wit' my niggas out all day
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' them pistols out all day
I been wit' my out there all day