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, tape ya up a mummy
Call ya people and tell 'em I need 50 for dummy
I'm runnin', hidin' and duckin', stuntin', and thuggin'
Dumpin' fire and bustin', lovin', 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
'Cuz I tote heavy pistols and man, they quick
It's too late to hesitate, I was told there'd be better
But shit that was yesterday and still I ate
But dog how ya labor when ya bein' a thug
These niggas don't 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

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

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

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

We raised up lookin' at and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some
Got us a fire and went off
Got with this broad that rent cars
Wasn't to change the game, just be in it
Didn't a fuck if we balled for 3 minutes
all the hoes and 'bauds and ree' tennis
Niggas can't the shit that we been in

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

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

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

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

We learned how to keep our mouth closed and
Them motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all the clock
We hustlin' of course in the gamblin'
We had a chance to stop, we still ready
kept comin' so we made more fetti
Police drew causes and tried to lines
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 live by that

Make the snitches a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
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 gon' live by

Make the catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the and open up
We die by that