Luyện nghe bài hát Da Gudda

Just another day in the
with my niggaz, ya know
right now we a documentary for my mothafuckin album
y'all niggaz straight to the hood, come on walk with me

[Verse 1: Lil'
Nigga I can hit you from a block
cause my chopper bang like a beat Dr.Dre
I'm creepin at night with a Ki of that
from 8'O clock till 5, come get what you
from Vicodin to X pills you who got the best deal
I guarantee you this'll be my best year
canary got me lookin like a night light
I ain't racist when it to diamonds cause I like white
my bezzel lookin like it even paid for
but that's a lie I got real paper
I'm from the ghetto, the gudda where the hang
I'm with ya wife fuckin up ya bed
you ridin, I'm ridin-time to grab the
the catchers, gloves, and them teflons
cause when it's war anything
I'm a up nigga, nah I ain't a hoe

Lil' Flip]
I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da
I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da
let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da
I got made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da
I you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I got choppers made of gudda, da, da, da gudda

2: Lil' Flip]
Ay alot of niggaz hatin on me of the jewels I got
so just face reality you ain't hot
I ya little interviews you don't know when to quit
no matter how good you do niggaz gon'talk
I got bitches on my team rob you nigga
right after she give you and massage you nigga
I the game like a pro when it come to the streets
and the bump'll make you leak it come to the beef...ca'peesh
look, listen when I talk I'm a general
I hope ya OG's enough to let you know
I'm the truth in the what I rap about I did it
I told Johnny put thirty in my fitted
I get it, I got it I'm a profit
my Impala watch me hop it
I'm hittin on the bitches when I drive by
I'm knockin snitches in ditches I do drive bys

Look if you wanna get paid, get money nigga
if you wanna ride blades, get that nigga
if you wanna Escalade, get that nigga
yeah bitch I got it made, get money nigga(oh boy)

[Verse 3: Lil'
it's one for the money, two for the show
three gigs for eight five now I my dough
look I'm straight off the where the fiends be geekin
I know a cat who three O's every weekend
lawyers, and doctors hide behind occupations
cause at the first of the month be waiting
shiiit I take food stamps and all shit
and if ain't a hustle what you call that then(chump)
I'm a young ass nigga with of game
I hard cause everyday I rock a different chain
I think my hood and my niggaz who me down
besides Lil'J, Lil' Flip control the [echoes]