Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Work U Don't Eat

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If you don't work you don't eat, you grind you don't shine
No if's or but's, bottom line
why I'm on a mission, to keep the paper flipping
I got's to get a house, before I start gripping

Jones]
Ninety percent grinding, ten percent
I peep when I'm asleep, I hold heat when I creep
I'm Mike Jones I chrome, wreck microphones
I flip in my slab, all
I wish a motherfucker would, try to steal my leather
gon be no good, understood
Cause I shoot strays, and when the techs
I'll you looking like a clown that's on x-ray, I don't delay
When it come to bullets, you talk down I'ma pull it
Represent gangsta shit, to the fullest
I pack a and get to spraying, like Freddy Kruger
You talk down on Mike Jones, and nigga do you
Cause I tripping, I got the ruger ripping
While I'm flipping,
Come in Mike Jones home, and I'll shoot shots your teeth missing
First round draft picks, you at us wrong
And you will be dismissed, Mike

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It's Magno, I don't mind I let a stray bullet
But if you got cool, I got the A-1 sauce
You must forgot I a big mack, I run in Mickey D's
Pop your ass up, leave you on your big mac
Get you bent like a car fender, I fight
I'm bottles in the club, like a bar tender
fighting fair, niggaz remember who won
In these H-Town streets, you gotta remember gun
You don't wanna get stuck, the filth
You don't want a trip, with IV's stuck in your wrist
My advice is dog stay in your spot, cause these bullets
Got a mind of they own, they hate to in the glock
You like to see two snappers cost, we got techs
To chest, bout to make you look like apple sauce
So if you want a sample, I got seventeen
To folks forget about you, like Tevin Campbell

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[Mike
You see me in a Lac, four 18's black on black
low holding gat, waiting for a nigga to jack
When it's I get crunk, I got rugers I got pumps
My show when I pop trunk, Mike Jones is no punk
I got hoes down to die for me, down to ride for me
I got friends I got rivalries, a lot of niggaz me
You can but don't touch, cause if you touch then I bust
Swishahouse Swishablast, if y'all didn't know we be touched

We can't be touched, because we like powder
And I don't mind shooting at a nigga, if his is sour
I'm a technique flower, this ain't New
But you better stay undercover, Malik Yober
Cause we looking for you, big guns forty
We not from San Francisco, but we got nines
And if you prolly the gat, it was me
Trigga cause I run with the wolves, like Wally Servedat

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