Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

Man, the fuck are you lookin' for?
Can't a nigga make money any more
Blow a couple grand in the NBA
twenty-four thousand on the NBA floor

Niggaz be on stage bendin' over on
Leave anti-social with a of lochjaw
'cause shorty look good don't mean that you should go
Puttin' ice on the bitch like she won the

Even the are low, for all these so-called old heads
ain't the same niggaz I used to know
I got a Houston ho, nah she the sharpest knife
In the drawer but she a damn booster though

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

Just another day, chillin' in the
another 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 quarter a day
G-Unit we to stay, nigga we don't play

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

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

So bring 'cause you know I got mine with me kid
The 8'll make you lose like Missy did
The O.G.'s tryin' to hide they phony
Reputation always arise in Coney

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

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

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

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

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

Now I get to go to bed a model
And the crib is 'bout as big as it is on the bottle
I got all kind of ex' I could ram in they
Red and pills like the man in The Matrix

You might have spent paper on your lil' charm
But my piece is 'bout as as Lil' Jon cup
But, it's never tucked, nigga I give a fuck
I'll get bucked 'fore I give up, yup

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

another day, chillin' in the hood
Just day around the way
We a quarter pound a day
we here to stay, nigga we don't play