Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How We Get It

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

I kill for my nigga, die for my
Send weak body floating in the river
Ways of the day, man nobody
If you be for sure to walk out your door with your 44.
Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't no mo'
Man, fuck rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope
See money times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody let me know, what cha' got to show
For when movin' slow, with only six grams of blow
ain't nothing but a struggle when you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like most my rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the should die, nigga must stay afloat
Momma still work that 8 to 4 lord, bless her poor
this dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, gotta get it for

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

Now open up mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass
So get your up out the floor
And know that real
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to survive is, is to live
My day by day, in the way I only should
So who the hell is you to me how to live it good
To the good that went bad, from in your path
To partna' keep a look out for these niggas to blast
And in a flash, you back at
Under your sheets weepin' in sleep
Like when them start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and tell me you see
It's dem from dat attic makin' noise in the streets
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old fuck
Me and my out to get it and split it, so nigga 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 it's a now
Don't play dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I need a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I you would though
A south nigga straight up out the hood bro'
I went from thang off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, all the same
And you recognize, no tears from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for big surprise
They say they know the deal, say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats what they need to
A nigga tryin' to live, I gotta pay the
I lay these rap songs, to make you a lil'