Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

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

1: G Herbo]
Lookin' down the of that hammer for my last time
Made me slow down, at life
Why I'm just gon' you mine?
'09 I was doin'
Broke as fuck, shirts, on the bus
Since I gettin' paper, shit ain't holdin' up
I never break nigga, fold for
Every waist still loaded up
it up
If you throwin' Bs, nigga, it up
Niggas know up
If you book me for a show, I sold it up
Soon as he up through the back of the door, got them poles wit' us
And I'm as fuck
pick up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, a backend
another 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
Be if you lackin'
How blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
Keep your head up in the then
Yeah, okay, get then
Better have eyes in back then
Better keep the strap on lap then
Better your homies 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 block 24, no
Stand niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don't give a fuck, I done lost my friend
All this must be why I'm stressed then
Too times I was close to death in the streets
I'ma keep gridin', gettin' checks in
kill by any means
next to me
I can't defeat
up three backends every weekend, that's a least 60 racks a week

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

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

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