Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day

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

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

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I to say damn the program dun up and switched
Fool I used to run with and trusted
Got one on my block straight posted
Hopin that I but I dip and ghosted
Told my babymama it wus unfoldin
I kissed all my kids den commits to
uptown on a hot ass block
Checkin with some gettin hot ass cock
Daily Tray-Dee'll pursuit
But ho's broke and don't look to cute
So I parlay to the ways of jackin
Fast came to cash but the was crackin
I I was the one to be
Kickin summary of sum wen I let em up under me
But God as my
As a G I couldn't see Dee just out sensless
I stayed hit the yard
Pull niggaz cards
Had em runnin to the
Jail house scars tell the you played
Livin a snitch jackin destined for the brake
It pay to go soft
Cause when we you slippin real niggas takin off motherfuckers

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

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