Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How We Get It

I'm saying everybody gettin' tired of the and dime
Know I'm saying?
waste no time playa hating on another nigga
Know what I'm sayin', get this money man, know I mean?
See...

I kill for my nigga, die for my
your weak body floating in the river
Ways of the day, man knows
If you should be for sure to walk out your door with 44.
I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some
See thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty a month off in a nigga billfold
Now somebody please let me know, what cha' got to show
For when thangs movin' slow, 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 weak should die, nigga must stay
Momma still that 8 to 4 lord, bless her poor soul
this dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, gotta get it for

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

Now open up mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever was pain
like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass
So get your face up out the
And know that real
Cause sometimes I the only way to survive is, is just to live
My life day by day, in the way I should
So who the is you to tell me how to live it good
To the good that went bad, from in your path
To partna' a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you back at
Under sheets weepin' in your sleep
when them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and me what you see
It's dem boys from dat attic makin' in the streets
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old shit
Me and my niggas out to get it and split it, so duck quick

I put my grind down, I 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
play that dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I need a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I you would though
A dirty south straight up out the hood bro'
I went from trapped off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, it's all the
And once you recognize, no from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for big surprise
They say they the deal, they say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats what they need to
A tryin' to live, I gotta pay the bill
I lay rap songs, to make you dance a lil'