Luyện nghe bài hát In The Mornin (Part II)

(Ahhh In the
on working my job
Every
Ahhh In the
on my working job
cent)

Fresh off the of the bed
I slow
Ain't no one
why I tiptoe
Gotta flip go
We racin to get
be like a baker
(In the stagnole?)
like im crazy
Gotta bring home
feed all the babies
My said so
Takin (?) my my sisters my brothers
When we all then we say lets go
bird get the worm
Mama dat tho
Hit the block wearin
Neighbour got mo
Liquor where they go
See em in the O
Gold in the road
Crush it under my
Concrete the heat
All up under my
the devil underneath
Keepin beef to a
Keep a couple good
From the book of the
And my stored
Like my gun in the

(chorus)

We and we grind
Precision at all
for the prison
So we used to the
Ders a gang of young
G's who don't
And a young gunners
Quick to the clip
Don't forget about the
we numb to the pain
At the church why
I'm going it again
Death through the streets
You can call the
If you a rent a cop
That's by the beat
At your mamas front
questions and such
Either way we're fucked
bubblin up
From the to the top
Top to the
Pushes and
Every got em
Feelin it's solomn
it's gomorrah
Couldn't a job
Now we're to be poorer
for the border
They're puttin up a
The last will be
At the end of it all

(chorus)