Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How We Get It / Splack - Interlude

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

I kill for my nigga, die for my
Send your weak body in the river
Ways of the day, man nobody
If you should be for sure to walk out your door 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 to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a off in a nigga billfold
Now would please let me know, what cha' got to show

For thangs movin' slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a struggle when you pit of the
Hustle and get it in, like most my rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, nigga must stay

Momma still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her soul
Turn this dope into some 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 the dust
From to traps, slabs to raps
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 felt was
Cause like rain, it pours, thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass

So get your up out the floor
And that it's 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 dwellin' in your

To partna' keep a look out for these 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 me what you see

It's dem boys from dat Attic makin' noise in the
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or 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 loss, I sack it up, who gives a fuck
I'm in the dirt, I put in my work, money to be made
10% in church, oh it's a now
Don't play that dumb shit, by all these sales I had I need a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I you would though
A dirty south nigga up out the hood bro'

I went trapped thang off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, it's all the
And once you recognize, no tears them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for big surprise
They say know the deal, they 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'