Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

I never liked these niggaz
They drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Hey, gon' miss you anyway
No days off, 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 ain't muh'fuckin
See if you somethin sweet when your head open

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

You make it rain, I make it shower
You say your prayers, you in last hour
I you pushin up daisies, the coke dump crazy
You chumps amaze me, the wolves raised me
You like me then spray me

I came to get somethin, I worried 'bout nothin
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, around bumpin
If you beat '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 days off, keep the e'ry day

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

How these rappers claim blood and the is closed?
How these rappers claim cars and they gun smoke?
I catch a nigga on his
And rip the IV out his arm jump in the Optimus Prime

Dust the yellow Enzo 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 to get somethin, I ain't worried '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 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

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

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

Look how the 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

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

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

I never these niggaz anyway
They drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Nobody gon' you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol day