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 hating on nigga
what I'm sayin', get this money man, know what I mean?
See...

I for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send your body floating in the river
of the day, man nobody knows
If you should be for sure to walk out door with your 44.
Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', me some dope
See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to
Lower than dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody let me know, what cha' got to show
For when thangs slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a struggle you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like my niggas rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, must stay afloat
Momma still that 8 to 4 lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this dope into some 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 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 these 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 only way to survive is, is just to
My day by day, in the way I only should
So who the hell is you to tell me how to it good
To the that went bad, from dwellin' in your path
To partna' keep a look out for these niggas to blast
And in a flash, you back at
Under your sheets in your sleep
Like when them bitches that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now a peep, and tell me what you see
It's dem boys dat attic makin' noise in the streets
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old shit
Me and my out to get it and split it, so nigga duck quick

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