Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How We Get It

I'm everybody gettin' tired of the nickel and dime
Know I'm saying?
Don't waste no time playa on another nigga
Know what I'm sayin', get this money man, know I mean?
See...

I for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send your weak floating in the river
Ways of the day, man knows
If you should be for sure to walk out your with your 44.
Hell I waited, and I waited, I can't wait no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', me some dope
See money thirty times a day, can't seem to hold
Lower than dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to
For when thangs slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a when you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like my niggas rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the should die, nigga must stay afloat
still work that 8 to 4 lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this dope into lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, get it for sho'

Cause we some grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we knew it, from the smoke the dust
>from to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a round', make it all come back

Now up your mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
Cause like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, bloods at your ass
So get face up out the floor
And that it's real
Cause sometimes I feel the way to survive is, is just to live
My life day by day, in the way I should
So who the hell is you to me how to live it good
To the that went bad, from dwellin' in your path
To partna' keep a look out for these niggas startin' to
And in a flash, you back at
Under your sheets weepin' in sleep
Like when them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you
Now take a peep, and tell me you see
It's dem boys from dat attic makin' in the streets
So you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old fuck shit
Me and my niggas out to get it and split it, so duck quick

I put my down, I pick my rhyme up
Ain't no loss, I sack it up, who gives a fuck
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work, money to be
10% in church, oh a business now
Don't play that dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I knew you though
A dirty south nigga up out the hood bro'
I went from thang off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, all the same
And once you recognize, no tears from them
You do that damn thang, wait for that big
They say they know the deal, say it's all real
They feel I feel, thats what they need to kill
A nigga tryin' to live, I pay the bill
I lay rap songs, to make you dance a lil'