Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

Man, what the are you lookin' for?
Can't a young nigga make any more
Blow a couple in the NBA Store
Rock thousand on the NBA floor

Niggaz be on stage bendin' over on
anti-social with a case of lochjaw
Just 'cause shorty look good mean that you should go
ice on the bitch like she won the Superbowl

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

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

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

another day, chillin' in the hood
Just day around the way
We a quarter 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
I go, caught up in some he say, she said
'Til I go, put a slug in my enemy's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just another day, chillin' in the
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 smoke a pound a day
G-Unit we here to stay, nigga we play