Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

Man, what the are you lookin' for?
a young nigga make money any more
Blow a couple in the NBA Store
Rock twenty-four thousand on the NBA

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

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

See I could a supermodel in my day of work
Send her home with a smile and a couple on her shirt
I got a into the game
A 141 rocks layin' on my chain,

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

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

Nevermind the lames in my era, they all me dead
And I know, all over 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 about as as two jammed pistols
Bleedin' a bunch of niggaz who can't fix you

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

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

Just another day, chillin' in the
Just day around the way
I'm off the Hennessy
We ridin' round with the HK, nigga we play

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

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

You might bust your gun but your in the car clown
So break lil' weed up and crack your cigars down
'Cause I ain't to start my visits with the fuckin' judge
Givin' niggaz like 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 could ram in faces
Red and blue pills like the man in The

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

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

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