Luyện nghe bài hát First Day Home

I juss came
I got no loot
I ain't tryin' to sell
I ain't tryin' to
I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin a
But the only job I got is to make hot

I came home
I got no loot
I ain't tryin' to sell
I tryin' to shoot
I'm tryin' to be a good nigga wearin a suit
But the only job I got is to hot soup

Open day, now you
Peeps back on the
You don't want no
Need a job or
Before you robbin sumthin'
Tryin to be
you in the mob or sumthin

X-tra curicular swift
You hit the streets
Cuz dese a snitch
See yo foul
And he on yo ass
He wanna you
You ain't got no

You see him every Tuesday
Before
But fuck dat you come
And he send you
dis
One day you up some shit

You him
You was late cuz ya is sick
He said okay next I send you away
You bettah piss in cup
Get to

You he a homo
So baliff
He juss turn
And juss pissed out your St.
it always gotta take attractive
Ayo P.O. when I'm gon be

While I'm on
Switch up
I get a job
You could that up
I'm gon be a
A-yo be real

on TV
Neva sayin' lame
Give me slacc
A-yo plus the
A-yo I gotta job
Yo I'm gon rap

I came home
I got no loot
I tryin' to sell drugs
I ain't tryin' to
I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even a suit
But the only job I got is to hot soup

I juss home
I ain't got no
I ain't tryin' to sell
I ain't to shoot
I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin a
But the job I got is to make hot soup

up boo
Yeah, you mean
I ain't callin you, collect I'm
You messin' wit me
What you mean International
Nah, I was thinkin' like a walk or sumthin'
I got no paper

If you honey, bettah have money
If you some ass bettah get some cash
Its when I came home life went too fast
When I the streets, yo
I was the man

Now I'm comin bacc
New face, new fam
I beard
Before I ain't had no
On my
Used to me
On the

So what I ain't got a
No new
I got old ass
bacc to the hood
Playin ball on the same
Tellin' niggas I
Let me

At block
Yo, I left day
I'm real serious
Sell all day
I'm gon get on
1st tracc that I on

I'm gon it
you and plus taste it
I get my upgraded
race it
Now its on
My rocc

Baton, Gucci
Bently, Prada,
Now its on
It's like my gotta alota
Everything suppossed to

She the only one I'm close to
people is snakes
I got so much beef for these on Jakes
Its like some of 'em real most of 'em

I came home
I got no loot
I tryin' to sell drugs
I tryin to shoot
I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a
But the only job I got is to make hot

I came home
I ain't got no
I ain't tryin' to drugs
I ain't to shoot
I'm to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit
But the only job I got is to make hot

Yo yo, yo yo, dis a man
a nigga comin' home man
He tryin to hustle man, nahimean
But a nigga was forced to do that,
A nigga came out on top
Cuz he hustled, he sold his
But he startin' sellin rap
And he's still doin
Ya, rat