Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

Man, what the fuck are you lookin'
Can't a young nigga make money any
Blow a couple grand in the NBA
Rock twenty-four on the NBA floor

Niggaz be on stage bendin' over on
Leave with a case of lochjaw
Just 'cause shorty look good don't mean you should go
ice on the bitch like she won the Superbowl

Even the chips are low, for all these old heads
Just ain't the same niggaz I used to
I got a Houston ho, nah she ain't the sharpest
In the drawer but she a damn good though

See I could a supermodel in my day of work
Send her home a smile and a couple kids on her shirt
I got a year the game
A 141 rocks on my chain, geah

another day, chillin' in the hood
Just day around the way
I'm off the Hennessy
We ridin' round with the HK, nigga we don't

Just day, chillin' in the hood
another day around the way
We smoke a pound a day
G-Unit we to stay, nigga we don't play

the lames in my era, they all want me dead
And I know, it's all the way I see bread
Here I go, caught up in some he say, she
'Til I go, put a in my enemy's head

The Tahoe's, so you can't get through
Then follow, ass and whoever ran with you
And you as assed-out as two jammed pistols
around a bunch of niggaz who can't fix you

So bring yours 'cause you I got mine with me kid
The 8'll make you lose weight Missy did
The O.G.'s tryin' to they phony smilin'
Reputation always in Coney Island

I'm at local newsstand jerk
While the XXL you been in as a shirt
And, speakin' of shirts, get a new T
Goddamn it feels to be me, nigga

Just day, chillin' in the hood
Just another day the way
I'm off the Hennessy
We ridin' round the HK, nigga we don't play

Just another day, in the hood
another day around the way
We smoke a pound a day
G-Unit we here to stay, we don't play

Now I'm goin', shoppin' a plastic card now
I'm growin', international broads down
They know him, they're not gonna even pat the down
I'm holdin', a glock so don't even act that now

You might bust gun but your gat's in the car clown
So break lil' weed up and crack your cigars down
I ain't tryin' to start my visits with the fuckin' judge
Givin' niggaz life it's parkin' tickets

Now I get to go to bed with a
And the crib is as big as it is on the Belvedere bottle
I got all kind of ex' I ram in they faces
Red and blue pills like the man in The

You might have spent some paper on your lil'
But my is 'bout as heavy as Lil' Jon cup
But, it's never tucked, I don't give a fuck
I'll get bucked 'fore I give up, yup

Just another day, in the hood
Just another day the way
I'm tipsy off the
We ridin' round with the HK, nigga we don't

Just another day, in the hood
Just another day the way
We smoke a quarter a day
G-Unit we here to stay, nigga we play