Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How We Get It

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

I kill for my nigga, die for my
Send your weak floating in the river
Ways of the day, man knows
If you should be for sure to walk out your door your 44.
Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I wait 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 thirty dollars a month off in a nigga
Now would somebody please let me know, cha' got to show
For thangs movin' slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't but a struggle when you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like most my niggas rockin' the
The strong survive, the weak should die, nigga must afloat
Momma still work 8 to 4 lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this dope some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a sold, woah, gotta get it for sho'

Cause we some full-time grinders, hard time
Get it how we knew it, from the smoke unto the
tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a little round', make it all come

Now open up mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away these thoughts of you ever felt was pain
Cause like rain, it pours, like we roar, your bloods at your ass
So get your face up out the
And know that real
Cause I feel the only 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 tell me how to it good
To the good that went bad, from dwellin' in your
To keep a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you at home
Under your sheets weepin' in your
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 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 nigga duck

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
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 would
A dirty south straight up out the hood bro'
I went from trapped thang off in this rap
Bid your clientelle, a sell, it's all the same
And once you recognize, no tears them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for that big
They say know the deal, they say it's all real
feel what I feel, thats what they need to kill
A nigga to live, I gotta pay the bill
I lay these rap songs, to make you a lil'