Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

(Intro)
It's motherfuckin' time!

(Verse: Game)
Six pounds of chronic on my coffee table
That's how you remember it, how I remember it
Yeah, dip into the store, .9 in my khaki's
tryna get at me, my red Impala bumping like acne
My a trap me
Been shot, robbed, stabbed, home, socked out
by esse's, cops degenerate, degenerate niggas with rags
Disintegrate niggas went into me, shots like Kennedy
trippin' with Henessey, got murderous tendencies
And if you don't know where the got me from
Martin when I pull out my gun
Scarface, car chase, tell me how blood taste
Ask your baby mama, she'll you how a blood taste
Basket case, still I'm back Dre, shit I never left
Run up in Beats, "Bitch the safe! Compton"
Produced by a billionaire in this
Still smoking, Dre we need a ceiling in this
Compton!
killing in this motherfucker
They're drilling in motherfucker
Lock the door, they're stealing in motherfucker
No chains, no reins, this my
Nigga this hub city, no fly
Niggas pull out burners, start breaking like on ozone
Crack on the back streets
Where the lean and the needles lay
And switchblades, if you bitch
Put all on your Frito Lay's
Where we of Montego Bay
But all we got is the Meat
Where the cops meet, go bang
Leaves blood stains on the
And I'm the nigga bumping Mobb Deep
Cause I mob deep down side street
I'm a side rider, (?) gats on collars
Don't me, better get your dollars
I be on Rosecrans a Glock in both hands
Leaning on that bro
dump like a co-tail with my name on it

(Hook: Bryant)
day in Compton, the thrill is high
Know somebody's watching, but I don't why
Feel the burning, it touches the sky
coming at you, I won't die tonight
So I get by, I get by
I get by, I get, I get by
Cause it's another day in Compton