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 beat 'em don't join 'em, 'em, fuck 'em

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

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

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

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

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 can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, 'em

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

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

How these rappers claim and the books 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 in the Optimus Prime

Dust the yellow Enzo 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 ain't worried nothin
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like legal, ridin around bumpin
If you beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I liked these niggaz anyway
could drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Nobody gon' you anyway
No off, keep the pistol e'ry day

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

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

These niggaz been perpetratin so
If they can it rain, I can make 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 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, 'em

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