Luyện nghe bài hát Do Me No Favors

[Verse 1: Ave]
You ain't never counted 'til your gums hurt
You ain't never had to do wit' bum work
Shit ain't comin' back, you get
It's a job in these streets, is serious
My 'migo got locks in the mud
Back against the wall and I need a
Flew the fam to the (-) verse the
I had twenty thousand grams last week
stopped comin', bills keep comin' 'round
Holdin' on my last bird, 'bout to break it
Charged you higher out of ten, then I went in
Phone blowin' up, the homies ask how it's
You if I had the work
I wouldn't you to sell it, you fuckin' jerk
You start gettin' mad, out of frustration
In the game, six figures can turn to nothin'
Damn, I'm hot, dog
The fork on the Masi grill up grot, dog
Bought a white (-)
In the presidential, me go to the top, dog
[Hook: Ave]
Man, I got glow
I done came on nothin' to floor
Couple niggas be hatin', I Just be like,
I get mad, I just get that door
If the shit get bad, then I let go
2: Jadakiss]
You do it cause you have to, I do it cause I
And is all factual, I do it for the hood
the four, cop and go
Cause these drugs are for sale, are not for show
a eye on the monitors and lock the doors
No unless it's 'bout lots of dough
They love it, they want it, the block is still haunted
Turbo in the garage, the cover is on it
One hundred bundles by 9AM, a ill mornin'
A nigga lookin' good, the is still on him
Money, power, respect
Al-Qaeda is how I got the montega
If that paper ain't right, put the K to your neck
Give your family a visit, they send baby a threat
A lil' deeper than the on the block
But that all bein' said, is you hustler or

[Verse 3:
I get mad, I get dough, I get bags and get low
Everybody me good, my bitch bad as shit though
You get gas, you seco, we whip ass, we
It gets bad and slow, we really with the shits, bro
Twist cap for it, (-)
When I'm hungry, I eat myself, commercial
I got to eat before a nigga a attitude, (-)
Fuck sandwiches, I the chips and dip
Whips are quick, Contours, grips the hip
I (-), at a hundred grand to understand
They put me on a flyer for twenty, I'm a man
Son of Sam, I was in '77
The a late-night Slurpee, She 7/11
Yeah, the family, so you love it
I'm a boss, so I got it