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
what I'm sayin', get this money man, know what I mean?
See...

I for my nigga, die for my nigga
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 rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope
See money thirty times a day, can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to

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

still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this into some lyrics 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 it, from the smoke unto the dust
From to traps, slabs to raps
a little round', make it all come back

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 thunder we roar, bloods at your ass

So get face up out the floor
And know that it's
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to 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, dwellin' in your path

To partna' keep a look out for these niggas to blast
And in a flash, you at home
Under your sheets weepin' in 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 Attic noise in the streets
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of 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 sack it up, who gives a
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work, to be made
10% in church, oh it's a now
Don't play dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I need 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 rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, all the same
And once you recognize, no tears from eyes
You do damn thang, wait for that big surprise
They say they the deal, they say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats what they to kill

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