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 on another nigga
Know what I'm sayin', get this money man, know what I
See...

I kill for my nigga, die for my
your weak body floating in the river
Ways of the day, man knows
If you should be for sure to out your 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 to hold
Lower thirty dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what got to show

For when thangs movin' slow, with only six grams of
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 should die, nigga must stay afloat

Momma still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor
Turn this into some lyrics 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, 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, thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass

So get your up out the floor
And know it's real
Cause sometimes I feel the 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 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 sheets weepin' in your sleep
Like them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and me what you see

dem boys from dat Attic makin' noise in the streets
So don't you come 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, money to be
10% in church, oh it's a now
Don't 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 dirty south nigga straight up out the bro'

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

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