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

I'm everybody gettin' tired of the nickel and dime
Know what I'm
Don't waste no playa 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 weak body floating in the river
of the day, man nobody knows
If you should be for to walk out your door with your 44.

Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I wait no mo'

Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', me some dope
See money thirty times a day, still can't to hold
than thirty dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to

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

Momma work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor soul
Turn dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, gotta get it for

Cause we full-time grinders, hard time hustlas

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

Now open up your mind, as we your brain
And wipe away 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 know it's real
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to survive is, is to live
My life day by day, in the way I only
So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it
To the good went bad, from dwellin' in your path

To keep a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you back at
Under sheets weepin' in your sleep
when them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
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 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

no money 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
play that dumb shit, by all these sales that 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, all the same
And once you recognize, no from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for big surprise
They say they know the deal, say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats they need to kill

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