Luyện nghe bài hát Day One

(Verse)
500 grand, eat tails
the niggas got what for sale
So money, no fingernails
body, engine and a tail
lips, V12
Kiss the but don't kiss and tell
So many rings, need a deal
T-Raw's, ain't all for sale
Just a swiss account
Hunneds stay the at this amount
LK, show you what about
Hard to check a nigga when the checks bounce
Fuck around, out of class
millions now, my teacher mad
She need a job and I her that
nigga with big stacks
Buy my style and ain't it back
How you think you the raw rap?
How you think taught you the rap?
Gold plates, I'm reflectin
Every day my birthday, LA my birthplace
ain't a race but I'm first place
I never fucked you in the first place
We on a different pace, so long
I ain't the nigga you could on
Ride the wave or just on
Get off my back, I'm lead on
Always when the heat's on
it's cold shoulders niggas be gone
Niggas be

(Hook 1) (x2)
I'm still the same nigga, same bitches we
No difference, me since day one
Real nigga day one
Cuz I ain't day two
Talkin bout what I'm through
But who the fuck aksed

(Bridge)
Aksed you, you,
Aksed you, you,
Aksed you, you,
But who the fuck you?

(Hook 2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Niggas wanna talk, don't cross the
I them motherfuckers every time
Niggas talk, don't cross the line
I murder motherfuckers every time

(Verse)
It's a thin between love and hate
A thin between real and fake
Keep a nigga on shape, ass shake
She gon make it clap,
me room, 50 feet, all in my space
I'm the one you face and don't
See me layin on yo back, man eat this shell like it's Pac
Do it one tape, what you say?
to blame, T-Raw to blame
Got a bank, pretty model sittin next to me - that's accessory
Don't be me
How do you the audacity?
a verse gotta bring cash to me
I be gassin me, you crash on me?
Have yo where yo feet should be
Laid out in yo living room, you then watch it on TV
no breaking me, breaking news that's me
Headline, we can go up
Greenbay Packer, hell lit, hell yea
He a crazy ape man, I'm up to ten
Fuck with me, and repent
to the king
Came the block, little hardknock
Lock it up, me in a cell block, I can make it
You made shit, you complainin (stop complainin)

(Hook 2) (x2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
wanna talk, don't cross the line
I murder motherfuckers every time
Niggas wanna talk, cross the line
I murder them every time