Luyện nghe bài hát Anyday

Call this bitch yor when time is rough
I lost a lot you fell, life is hard to bluff
You its hell where you at
Shit its hell on the
You in the Bing, I'm surviving to eat
Don't think am wilding, flexing and stuff
I'm lost laying down
Sex for trips and
admit it I'm use to the finer things
We had major names on the minor things
Everywhere we went, mad bitches me up
You they tight now, shit I get to drive the trucks
But I wish you were spreading it it rough
I think I miss more then you buying me stuff
you got knocked your man tried to hollar at me
And those nigga's you stuck, they throwing at me
But you know this gaming, and Im keeping it real
Holding you until you back on the field

like I do
I feel when down
In the ground feeling
It can be anyday

Feels I do
I feel when feeling
In the feeling down
It can be most

Don't worry 'bout these streets I'm conrolling grounds
I might and miss a V-I but I'm holding it down
Got the kids to take care its hard out
And its tearing my to play my part out here
I seen that snitch and you know I got plots 4
And bid make me feel like I got the chair
But nobody tapping this I rather tap my own
Watching tapes we made while I'm alone
Wishing you home, pictures of you the chrome
kind of chic will leave her man when he out the zone
Me you is like a stickman without a silencer
Got me X-ing off on the calendar
I miss loading the glock so you control the block
I miss you work the dogs to tighten the lock
Think of the time boo pushing it like a 6 o
You get your weight up I'm a drain you once let go

Feels I do
I feel when down
In the ground feeling
It can be most

I can see us back on the bricks, me on shoulder
bitches know they wishes to have you are over
So you ring your broads while you locked
I its hard for a nigga on top not to play
See Amil's the one you draped in ice
I'm the one waiting down caked in spice
for your calls or my box to vibrate
Hoping you want me to scoop you not being more weight
I fell from Gucci sandals back to no name
From a six and a mansion to the sands
Staying true make ends meet to enough for the love I take
and stuff
Have a brick where most F.E.D.S. dare to
none to see the cash, and us popping the clutch
Chopping a Dutch-flip cop twice as much low key
A minute then heist and
If I have to wait while you gone I'm a take comes
If you see cash, know its hard in the slums
Cause I ran through the stash and it no funds