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 it, that's how I remember it
Yeah, dip into the liquor store, .9 in my
Crips tryna get at me, my red Impala bumping like
My city a me
Been shot, robbed, stabbed, chased home, out
Jabbed by esse's, degenerate, degenerate niggas with rags
Disintegrate went into me, dome shots like Kennedy
Slugs trippin' with Henessey, got murderous
And if you don't where the fu*kthey got me from
Scorsese when I pull out my gun
Scarface, car chase, tell me how blood taste
Ask your mama, she'll tell you how a blood taste
Basket case, I'm back with Dre, shit I never left
Run up in Beats, "Bitch the safe! Compton"
Produced by a in this motherfucker
Still smoking, Dre we a ceiling in this motherfucker
Compton!
They're killing in motherfucker
They're drilling in motherfucker
Lock the door, stealing in this motherfucker
No chains, no reins, my home
Nigga hub city, no fly zone
Niggas out burners, start breaking like turbo on ozone
fiends on the back streets
Where the tracks and the needles lay
And switchblades, if you made
Put chili all on your Frito
Where we dream of Bay
But all we got is the Swat
the cops meet, go bang bang
Leaves blood on the concrete
And I'm the nigga bumping Mobb Deep
Cause I mob deep that side street
I'm a west rider, (?) gats on collars
Don't hate me, better get dollars
I be on Rosecrans with a in both hands
on that bro hand
Flame dump like a with my name on it

(Hook: Bryant)
Another day in Compton, the is high
Know watching, but I don't know why
Feel the fire burning, it the sky
Feeling coming at you, I won't die
So I get by, I get by
I get by, I get, I get by
it's just another day in Compton