Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

(Intro)
It's Game time!

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

(Hook: Bryant)
Another day in Compton, the thrill is
somebody's watching, but I don't know why
Feel the fire burning, it 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 just day in Compton