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

I'm saying everybody gettin' tired of the nickel and
Know I'm saying?
Don't waste no time playa hating on nigga
Know I'm sayin', get this 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 to walk 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', me some dope
See thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower thirty dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to

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

Momma still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor
Turn this dope into some nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, get it for sho'

Cause we some full-time grinders, hard hustlas

Get it how we knew it, from the smoke unto the
From tracks to traps, to raps
Spread a little round', it all come back

Now open up your mind, as we unclog your
And wipe these thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
Cause rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass

So get face up out the floor
And that it's 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 me how to live it good
To the good that went bad, from dwellin' in path

To partna' keep a look out for niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you at home
Under your sheets in your sleep
Like when them start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now a peep, and tell me what you see

It's dem boys from dat Attic makin' 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 down, I pick my rhyme up

Ain't no money loss, I sack it up, who a fuck
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work, to be made
10% in church, oh a business now
Don't play that dumb shit, by all these 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 trapped thang off in 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, for that big surprise
say they know the deal, they say it's all real
They feel I feel, thats what they need to kill

A nigga to live, I gotta pay the bill
I lay rap songs, to make you dance a lil'