Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

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

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

Cross me, me, go 'head, line me up
I found where you rest at, you grimy
I be out front your raggedy ass on a stake out
a pound, two clips and Chinese take-out

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

I came to get somethin, I ain't worried 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 these niggaz anyway
They could drop dead, fall off a buildin
Nobody gon' you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol day

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

How these rappers claim blood and the is closed?
How these claim cars and they 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 Ac', who you stylin on
When the sun is gone, and the wolves out
You coward ass niggaz bring jewelry out

I came to get somethin, I ain't worried nothin
of the hood, I was put here 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 could drop dead, 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
Nice with the dice, six'n

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

These niggaz perpetratin so long
If they can make it rain, I can it storm
He's a scene but I can make him calm
I just got a N.B. break a arm

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

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