Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

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

1: G Herbo]
Lookin' down the barrel of that hammer for my time
Made me slow down, at life
Why I'm gon' give you mine?
'09 I was fine
as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I been paper, shit ain't holdin' up
I break nigga, fold for what?
Every damn still loaded up
it up
If you throwin' Bs, nigga, it up
know 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 wit' us
And I'm as fuck
Only up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, a backend
Pull another 100 racks out the bank, put it in
Be if you lackin'
How blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
Keep your head up in the rack
Yeah, okay, get then
Better have eyes in back then
Better the strap on your lap then
Better keep your on [?]
I'm just gon' put one up in yo' chest
Better go faster than the feds
Okay, we givin' face shots, less than
On the block 24, no
Stand niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I give a fuck, I done lost my best friend
All money must be why I'm stressed then
Too times I was close to death in the streets
keep gridin', keep gettin' checks in
Gotta by any means
Enemy to me
I can't defeat
Pickin' up three backends every weekend, that's a least 60 racks a

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

[Verse 2: Blac
Everything I grind for
You I work hard for mines, bro
They showed me love when I was broke, then they changed I signed, bro
Everybody their back on me
Swear to God, that's a homie
At them niggas they was black wit' me, then they went a little black on me
They got a little more
I got a little more
I backed from that bullshit, then I got a little more far
I'm the most gangster from my city
I don't wanna know 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 bust wit' my dope on the backseat
Gun on the seat wit' my ankle bracelet on my feet
I on the block all day
Shot a in the hallway
Have you ever ran in the store, pulled a stickup broad day?
Shout out grandma she put me out
Shout out nigga ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, nigga that ain't wit' me now
Same when I went to jail, they ain't make my [?]
Same broke bad when I did time
nigga fucked my bitch when I was on the run

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