Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day

( Loc )
Damn cause this gettin hot
I can't trust the paremedics or crooked ass cops
The closest nigga to you would do you and try to you
Backstab you in the back and act like he never you
And he could be the nigga the switch
all one minute but he really is a bitch
Now watch out for the
Here come niggaz that was with you but they out to get rich
But you thought them niggaz never do that
Until they came strapped with them rat-tat-tat-tats
And it ends up fucked up
When the die it'll have yo brain stuck
It'll have yo brains shit outta luck cause I'm havin bad luck
Fucked up in my days
Shit I'll bang you with deuces and you with trays
A few back one of homies got rugged out
Damn shame all the brothers drugged out
One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis
Say it's yo fault that the otha bizis dead
But it's a if you pack nigga bust back
Neva run throw our gun you fall rat
Hoo wooda sed that it helped anyway
Wit mo niggaz sinnin for another day
Damn cause this spots hot
Damn cause this spots hot
Shits hectik bustin threw my windo
it was my homies fucked up can't realy call it do
If it was git him
He gunna it when it hit him
Damn cause this spot's hot
I can't trust the paramedics or them ass cops
The closest to you wood do you and try to screw you
Backstab you in the and act like he never knew you

( hook, Butch )
day has come
How longer will I run
I have sum fun
out in the sun
How much have I done
My life has just
I with my gun
My weigh a ton

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I gots to say damn the program dun up and
I used to run with and trusted snitched
Got one time on my block straight
Hopin that I but I dip and ghosted
Told my babymama it wus drama
I kissed all my kids den commits to
Wound on a hot ass block
Checkin with some gettin hot ass cock
Daily Tray-Dee'll loose
But deez ho's broke and don't to cute
So I parlay to the hard ways of
Fast came to cash but the was crackin
I I was the one to be
Kickin summary of sum wen I let em slide up me
But God as my
As a G I couldn't see Dee just goin out
I stayed hit the yard
Pull hole cards
Had em to the sarge
Jail house tell the part you played
Livin with a jackin destined for the brake
It don't pay to go
when we catch you slippin real niggas takin off motherfuckers

( Dee, )
And how we do it
Bitch ass
Out here disrespectin the game
Fuckin up realism we puttin down out here
You know what I'm
need the cops to help em out
Hoe ass
Stand on ya own
by the gun die by the gun
Nigga be a

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