Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

I never liked niggaz anyway
They could drop dead, 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 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

Cross me, me, go 'head, line me up
I found you rest 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 lead
You say your prayers, you in your hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the dump crazy
You amaze me, the wolves they raised me
You like me then spray me

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

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

This is that face 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 be frozen

How these rappers blood and the books is closed?
How rappers claim cars and they gun don't smoke?
I catch a nigga on his
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 ass niggaz bring your jewelry out

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

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

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

These niggaz been perpetratin so
If can make it rain, I can make it storm
He's makin a scene but I can 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 for stuntin
like it's legal, ridin around bumpin
If you beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I liked these niggaz anyway
They could dead, fall off a buildin today
Nobody miss you anyway
No days off, keep the e'ry day