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 man, know what I mean?
See...

I kill for my nigga, die for my
Send your weak body in the river
of the day, man nobody knows
If you should be for sure to out your door with your 44.
I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me dope
See thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a month off in a nigga
Now would 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
and get it in, like most my niggas rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, must stay afloat
Momma still work that 8 to 4 lord, bless her soul
this dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a sold, woah, gotta get it for sho'

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

Now open up mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever was pain
Cause like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, bloods at your ass
So get your face up out the
And know that it's
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to is, is just to live
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 good that went bad, from dwellin' in path
To partna' a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you back at
Under your sheets weepin' in your
Like when them bitches that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and tell me you see
It's dem boys dat attic makin' noise in the streets
So don't you 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 grind down, I pick my up
Ain't no money loss, I it up, who gives a fuck
I'm in the dirt, I put in my work, money to be made
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 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, make a sell, all the same
And once you recognize, no tears from eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for that big
They say they know the deal, they say it's all
They feel what I feel, what they need to kill
A tryin' to live, I gotta pay the bill
I lay rap songs, to make you dance a lil'