Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

I came to get somethin, I ain't 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put here for
Strap like it's legal, ridin bumpin
If you can't 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked niggaz anyway
could drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Hey, gon' miss you anyway
No off, keep the pistol e'ry day

I got the burner burner, I come to and burn ya
Revolver ya, call it murder murder
I ain't smilin I ain't smirkin, I muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think sweet when your head open

me, force me, go 'head, line me up
I where you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out front raggedy ass crib on a stake out
With a pound, two and Chinese take-out

You make it rain, I make it lead
You say your prayers, you in last hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke crazy
You chumps me, the wolves they raised me
You don't me then spray me

I came to get somethin, I ain't 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, ridin around
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked these anyway
They could dead, fall off a buildin today
gon' miss you anyway
No days off, the pistol e'ry day

This is face down on the floor, ski mask shit
If I fall off I quick
Like Greg Odin, Tony Yay' I be
German mouths on my hip my wrist be frozen

How these rappers claim and the books is closed?
How these rappers claim cars and gun don't smoke?
I a nigga on his deathbed
And rip the IV out his arm then jump in the Prime

Dust the yellow with the Dalvins on
In my bulletproof Ac', who you on
When the sun is gone, and the come out
You ass niggaz bring your jewelry out

I came to get somethin, I worried 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put here for
Strap it's legal, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked niggaz anyway
They could drop dead, fall off a buildin
gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the e'ry day

You may have to bring that, ain't nobody
Shit, is hungry, I ain't nobody chicken
I a screw is missin, I'm pimpin, I'm livin
Nice with the dice, six'n

how the game change, bad for the system
Niggaz on game shows, two dudes
Listen, not the same, we're not for fame
The punked out, we're not to blame

niggaz been perpetratin so long
If they can make it rain, I can it storm
He's makin a but I can make him calm
I got a N.B. that'll break a arm

I came to get somethin, I ain't 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put for stuntin
Strap it's legal, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, 'em

I never liked niggaz anyway
They drop dead, fall off a buildin today
gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol day