Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

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

1: G Herbo]
Lookin' down the barrel of hammer for my last time
Made me slow down, at life
Why I'm gon' give you mine?
'09 I was doin'
as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I been gettin' paper, shit ain't up
I break nigga, fold for what?
Every damn waist loaded up
it up
If you Bs, nigga, hold it up
Niggas what up
If you book me for a show, know I it up
Soon as he 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
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 up in the rack then
Yeah, okay, get whacked
Better eyes in your back then
Better the strap on your lap then
Better keep homies on [?]
I'm just put one up in yo' chest then
Better go faster the feds then
Okay, we givin' face shots, less than
On the 24, no restin'
Stand niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don't give a fuck, I lost my best friend
All this money must be why I'm stressed
Too many times I was close to in the streets
I'ma keep gridin', keep checks in
kill by any means
Enemy to me
I accept defeat
up three backends every weekend, that's a least 60 racks a week

[Chorus: G
Alleys, corners,
orders 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 wit' my niggas out there all day

2: Blac Youngsta]
Everything I gotta for
You know I hard for mines, bro
showed me love when I was broke, then they changed when I signed, bro
Everybody their back on me
Swear to God, that's a homie
At first them niggas they was black wit' me, then they 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 little far
I'm the most nigga from my city
I don't know 'cause it ain't my business
I don't a fuck about her feelings
Fuck that I don't want that bitch, I don't want dealings
I was in a drug bust my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front wit' my ankle bracelet on my feet
I on the block all day
a nigga in the hallway
Have you ran in the corner store, pulled a stickup broad day?
out grandma 'cause she put me out
Shout out nigga ever [?] me out
Same threw a cross at me, same nigga that ain't wit' me now
Same niggas when I went to jail, ain't make my [?]
Same bitch bad when I did time
Same fucked my bitch when I was on the run

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