Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

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

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

Cross me, me, go 'head, line me up
I found you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out your raggedy ass crib on a stake out
With a pound, two clips and Chinese

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

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

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

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

How these rappers claim and the books is closed?
How these rappers claim cars and they gun don't
I catch a on his deathbed
And rip the IV out his arm then in the Optimus 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 coward ass niggaz bring your out

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

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

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

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

niggaz been perpetratin so long
If they can make it rain, I can make it
He's makin a scene but I can 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 like it's legal, ridin bumpin
If you can't 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

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