Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day

( loc )
cause this spot's gettin hot
I can't trust the paremedics or crooked ass cops
The closest to you would do you and try to screw you
Backstab you in the back and act he never knew you
And he be the same nigga the switch
Playin all one minute but he really is a
Now out for the twist
Here come them niggaz that was you but they out to get rich
But you them niggaz would 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 yo brain stuck
It'll have yo brains stuck shit outta luck 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 seem drugged out
One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis
Say it's yo fault that the otha layin dead
But it's a if you pack nigga bust back
Neva run our gun unless you fall rat
Hoo wooda sed it wooda helped anyway
Wit mo guns sinnin for another day
Damn cause spots gittin hot
cause this spots gittin hot
Shits gittin hectik threw my windo
Think it was my homies fucked up can't call it do
If it was git him
He gunna hate it it hit him
Damn cause this gettin hot
I trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops
The closest nigga to you wood do you and try to you
you in the back and act like he never knew you

( hook, butch )
Another day has
How much will I run
I wanna sum fun
out in the sun
How much dirt I done
My life has just
I with my gun
My problems 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 straight posted
that I slip but I dip and ghosted
Told my it wus drama unfoldin
I kissed all my kids den to strollin
uptown on a hot ass block
Checkin with chickens 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 of jackin
Fast came to cash but the was crackin
I I was the one to be
summary 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 hard hit the yard
niggaz hole cards
Had em to the sarge
Jail house scars the part you played
Livin with a snitch jackin for the brake
It pay to go soft
Cause we catch 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 what I'm sayin
need the cops to help em out
Hoe ass
on ya own nigga
by the gun die by the gun
Nigga be a

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