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

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

I for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send your weak body floating in the
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', front me dope
See money times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a month off in a nigga
Now would somebody let me know, what cha' got to show

For when thangs movin' slow, only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a struggle you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like my niggas 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 dope some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a sold, woah, gotta get it for sho'

Cause we some full-time grinders, time hustlas

Get it how we knew it, from the smoke the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to
a little round', make it all come back

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

So get face up out the floor
And know that real
sometimes 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 keep a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you back at
your sheets weepin' in your sleep
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 you come 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 down, I pick my rhyme 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 shit, by all these sales that I had I need a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I knew you 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 from eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for that big
They say they know the deal, they say it's all
They what I feel, thats what they need to kill

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