Luyện nghe bài hát G-Code

I ain't from nuthin', I'm young, wild, crazy and disgustin'
watch me 'cuz I'm coming with a oven by my stomach
I'm scramblin' for the money, ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and tell 'em I 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin', hidin' and duckin', stuntin', ridin' and
fire and bustin', lovin', lyin' and lustin'
Stealin', killin' and rapin', runnin', climbin' and
Strugglin', hustin' to make, get it, got it, I it

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

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

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol what
Hit the and open up
We die by that

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

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We die by that

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

Jack niggas to get some linen
The ones that refuse we put 'em to in it
Got up in the mornin' for and play hookie
Some of us is some of 'em stay rookie
Bitch couldn't to us if she wasn't fuckin'
Ya be 'bout it or look and keep truckin'
drew causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the code we and died by it

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

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol what
Hit the block and up
We die by that

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

We learned how to keep our closed and watch
Them motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all the clock
We of course in the gamblin' spot
We had a to stop, we still wasn't ready
kept comin' so we made more fetti
Police causes and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the we lived and died by it

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

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

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

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