Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

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

1: G Herbo]
Lookin' down the barrel of that for my last time
me slow down, look at life
Why I'm gon' give you mine?
'09 I was fine
as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I gettin' paper, shit ain't holdin' up
I never break nigga, for what?
Every damn waist still up
it up
If you Bs, nigga, hold 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 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 if you lackin'
How 'bout blow the whole 30 shots and get in?
Keep your head up in the rack
Yeah, okay, get then
Better eyes in your back then
Better keep the strap on lap then
Better your homies on [?]
I'm just gon' put one up in yo' then
Better go faster the feds then
Okay, we face shots, nothin' less than
On the 24, no restin'
Stand niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don't give a fuck, I done lost my best
All this money must be why I'm then
Too times I was close to death in the streets
I'ma keep gridin', gettin' checks in
Gotta by any means
next to me
I accept defeat
Pickin' up three backends every weekend, that's a 60 racks a week

[Chorus: G
Alleys, corners,
Placin' all day
Posted wit' pistols out there all day
I been wit' my niggas out 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 grind for
You know I work for mines, bro
They showed me love when I was broke, then they when I signed, bro
Everybody turn back on me
Swear to God, that's a homie
At first them niggas was black wit' me, then they went a little black on me
They got a little dogs
I got a little smart
I backed from that bullshit, then I got a little more far
I'm the most gangster nigga my city
I don't know 'cause it ain't my business
I don't give a about her feelings
Fuck that I don't want that bitch, I don't want dealings
I was in a drug wit' my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front seat wit' my ankle bracelet on my
I been on the all day
a nigga in the hallway
Have you ever ran in the corner store, pulled a broad day?
Shout out 'cause she put me out
Shout out nigga ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, same that ain't wit' me now
Same niggas I went to jail, they ain't make my [?]
bitch broke bad when I did time
Same nigga fucked my when I was on the run

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