Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

I liked 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 come to burn and ya
Revolver ya, call it murder murder
I smilin I ain't smirkin, I ain't muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin sweet when head open

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

You it rain, I make it lead shower
You say your prayers, you in your last
I you pushin up daisies, the coke dump crazy
You chumps amaze me, the they 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 it's legal, ridin around bumpin
If you can't 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

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

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

How these rappers claim blood and the books is
How rappers claim cars and they gun don't smoke?
I a nigga on his deathbed
And rip the IV out his arm then in the Optimus Prime

Dust the yellow Enzo with the 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 ain't worried 'bout
Child of the hood, I was put here for
Strap like it's legal, ridin bumpin
If you can't beat 'em join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

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

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

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

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

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

I never liked these niggaz
They could drop dead, off a buildin today
Nobody gon' miss you
No days off, the pistol e'ry day