Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day

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

( hook, Butch )
Another day has
How longer will I run
I have sum fun
out in the sun
How dirt have I done
My life has begun
I sleep my gun
My weigh a ton

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I gots to say the program dun up and switched
I used to run with and trusted snitched
Got one on my block straight posted
Hopin that I slip but I dip and
Told my babymama it wus drama
I all my kids den commits to strollin
Wound uptown on a hot ass
Checkin with some gettin hot ass cock
Daily Tray-Dee'll loose
But deez ho's broke and look to cute
So I parlay to the ways of jackin
came to cash but the mash was crackin
I I was the one to be
Kickin of sum wen I let em slide up under me
But God as my
As a G I couldn't see Dee goin out sensless
I stayed hit the yard
Pull niggaz cards
Had em to the sarge
house scars tell the part you played
Livin with a snitch jackin for the brake
It pay to go soft
Cause when we catch you slippin real niggas takin off

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

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