Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

I never liked these niggaz
They could drop dead, fall off a buildin
Hey, nobody gon' miss you
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 I ain't smirkin, I ain't muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin sweet your head open

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

You make it rain, I make it shower
You say prayers, you in your last hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke crazy
You chumps amaze me, the wolves they 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 for stuntin
Strap like legal, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

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

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

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

Dust the Enzo with the Dalvins on
In my Ac', who you stylin on
the sun is gone, and the wolves come out
You coward ass niggaz your jewelry out

I came to get somethin, I ain't worried 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 niggaz
could drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Nobody gon' you anyway
No off, keep 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 is missin, I'm pimpin, I'm livin
Nice the dice, deuce-deuce six'n

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

These niggaz perpetratin so long
If they can make it rain, I can it storm
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
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, ridin around
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, 'em

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