Luyện nghe bài hát G-Code

I ain't terrified from nuthin', I'm young, wild, crazy and
Better watch me 'cuz I'm with a oven by my stomach
I'm scramblin' for the money, tape ya up like a
ya people and tell 'em I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin', and duckin', stuntin', ridin' and thuggin'
Dumpin' and bustin', lovin', lyin' and lustin'
Stealin', killin' and rapin', runnin', and chasin'
Strugglin', hustin' to make, get it, got it, I it

Watch ya Chevy mister ya purse miss
'Cuz I heavy pistols and man, they burst quick
too late to hesitate, I was told there'd be better days
But shit was yesterday and still I haven't ate
But dog that's how ya labor when ya bein' a
These niggas don't seem to feel me till they seein' they
Can't hide it though, I represent the 17th ton Holly grove
That's my

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride on dubs
We gon' live by

Make the catch a cut
Soldier pistol what
Hit the and open up
We gon' die by

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride on dubs
We live by that

Make the catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We gon' die by

We raised up lookin' at trees and walls
Foreign properties and pack menthols
Got us a connect and went off
Got jammed with this broad rent cars
Wasn't to change the game, just be in it
give a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes
Snatch all the and 'bauds and ree' tennis
Niggas survive the shit that we been in

Jack niggas to get cheap linen
The ones that we put 'em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin' for class and play
Some of us is veteran some of 'em stay
Bitch couldn't talk to us if she wasn't
Ya either be 'bout it or look and truckin'
Police drew causes and tried to cross
We to the code we lived and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride on dubs
We gon' by that

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the block and up
We gon' die by

If war ever came we held the down
Back, slowed up, we switched and sold
Stayed on to make some more green
Get our stash away from dope
Nigga had a habit, he his own
Always hot 'cuz we ride with chrome
We kept a little work for the ki's and
Crowds heat so we be's alone

We learned how to our mouth closed and watch
Them other motherfuckers fall off the
all around the clock
We of course in the gamblin' spot
We had a chance to stop, we still ready
Shit kept comin' so we made more
Police drew causes and tried to lines
We stuck to the code we lived and by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride on dubs
We gon' live by

Make the catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the block and up
We gon' die by

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride drops on
We gon' by that

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier pistol what
Hit the block and up
We gon' die by