Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

I never liked niggaz anyway
They drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Hey, nobody gon' miss you
No days off, the pistol e'ry day

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

Cross me, me, go 'head, line me up
I found where you rest at, you grimy
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 shower
You say your prayers, you in your hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke dump
You amaze me, the wolves they raised me
You don't like me spray me

I to get somethin, I ain't worried '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 liked these niggaz anyway
They could drop dead, fall off a buildin
Nobody miss you anyway
No days off, keep the e'ry day

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

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

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

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

I never liked these anyway
They drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Nobody gon' miss you
No off, keep the pistol e'ry day

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

Look how the game change, bad for the
Niggaz on shows, two dudes kissin
Listen, not the same, we're not for fame
The industry's punked out, 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 worried 'bout nothin
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap it's legal, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked these anyway
They could drop dead, off a buildin today
Nobody gon' miss you
No days off, keep the e'ry day