Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Complain

Hello, hello, yo up, man?
Who the is this?
Who the it sound like, man?
What the you calling so early for, man?
What the fuck is it?

like 3 o'clock, man
Thought you was coming to get me,
Shit, my bad son, please, man, get me
Man, before I this bitch, man
Hurry up, son, man, like 90, man
Let's get some hoes or

What up, dun? ol' shit
No doubt, nothing new
Let's take a little spin, dun, up

Yo, open my to a new day spread my lungs
Get laced, in the whip, stash the guns
the key, shifted to D then flee
Before anything, get the daily dose of

We got the Benzo with smoke on the float
My eye's burnin' from the dope killin' my
Lean my seat a taste, lumbar on the belt
Doin' 90 or more on the latest rhyme wars

units don't count
But rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my puttin' other nigga's skills to sleep
chills off a infamous beats

Swing the doin' one-handed u'ees
Blowin' on the ouwee 'cause we can't have the canoein'
There go the boys to the right, no days and nights that
Ayyo, dun, hold down and turn it around

as fuck, thugs drugs and guns, D's and fatigues
T N T out of MPV's, surprise all a fuck out of me
Got Glocks pointed at me
Ayyo Twin, the fuck?

They had us laid out on the holdin' us down
With gats to back of our heads was goin'
It wasn't us that held up that you got
Where's the proof, Let me speak to my attorney

I know the routine, don't try to me
I been gettin' knocked 12 and my moms tried to scold me
But all that told me to get in more
P, what up? You my co-D, we both get knocked

What you did with that half a
(Right in my sock)
Yo, I hope these dicks won't find the stash spot
Dun, you know how I get
Yo I'm ready to

Do the 100 and tear ass
If my half was alive we woulda got kill
'Cause dun went for the guns and got ill
Plus I cracks on me, they found the cracks on me

at'em, gave'em back to me
I swore they was takin' us in
the lady in the car said, "that's not them"
Picked us up, told me I keep the drugs

They didn't a fuck, they was only lookin' for guns
And you ain't gotta us twice
We in the car and slid off
On our way up-town for of that funk

P lit the tree up
Got off the Tri-burrough, hit the Henry
Fuck it, let's slide the Rutgers
Roll the windows down 'cause Mobb bumpers

To My Lou had the crowd jumpin'
Took a walk the park frontin'
Didn't even to hurt nuttin'
Man, I love it, ain't nothin' like in New York

Hear Infamous
the Dream Team music starts
Damn, we young black
New York pricks and can't stop our floss

We like organized crime, the fuckin'
I'm only playin' wit' serious cards
Dead serious cash, luxurious
Learn to balance with pain, you can't complain

Jus' another day in the hood
Jus' another day the way
good today, oh no, we can't complain

Jus' day livin' in New York
Dealin' with the and the snakes .
Feelin' good today, we hit 'em up 'cause we here to