Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

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

I got the burner burner, I to burn and burn ya
Revolver turn ya, call it murder
I ain't smilin I ain't smirkin, I muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin 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 and Chinese take-out

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

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

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

This is face down on the floor, ski mask shit
If I fall off I rebound
Like Greg Odin, Yay' I be holdin
mouths 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 nigga on his
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 wolves out
You coward ass niggaz bring your out

I came to get somethin, I 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 join 'em, jump 'em, 'em

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

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

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

These niggaz been so long
If they can make it rain, I can make it
He's makin a scene but I can make him
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 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 gon' you anyway
No days off, keep the e'ry day