Luyện nghe bài hát Same Shit, Different Day

Intro: Neef]
Gunnaz, you hear that mothafuckin knock
G.I.F.I.
Rocafella records you

[Verse 1: Neef]
it's a nice day out
And I'm pick what to drizzive
Could do the wagons or the new six forty
is they seen high
I rather go mine
Need the for this I put up my nin-nine
it's more cleaner and the system be knockin
The girls be
So these niggaz be
It often
They stand a Youngin flossin
Until you off em, they peoples viewin the coffin
I pulls up, put it in park, sure my tops up
Fix my Roca, I'm lacin my S Dots up
I can take a step
These is yellin back
I get the roll em, my hand and they foldin
Bank , trunk full of cash, Young holdin
Ki's so whatever while you Youngins is something
berry Nextel, Sprint phone, Motorollin
Why you think the be rollin
We got 'em

2x: Young Neef]
You hear that mothafuckin nigga (uhn)
J.L.'s to pop nigga (uhn)
Either Roc or State Prop (uhn)
on whites or S Dot's nigga (uhn)

[Verse 2: Young
Wakes up early, kiss my daughter, hop bizzed
Gang steady callin, I'mma tell 'em I'mma get
Pick my layout, bunch of boxers, alot of shit
The nigga Ty sell me some Dot's , make sure my kicks
Just another day in the gutter, go see my
mother fussin and cussin, I'm thinkin fuck her
A bunch of other shit on my mind, in my grind
Its than just weed on my mind, read through the lines
Get 'em and use em
So we confuse 'em how we em
Ya homies on my is tryna make it a two-some
Hit 'em and lose em, niggaz is married to these
I know how we do em, why I'm married to my riches
Nice day out, comin through, the way out
Two new marita's hollerin as they skate out
Fit the collar big shit just lettin out
to lay a nigga straight out
Try it

[Verse 3: Chris]
how I do it whenever I do I'm reppin
Keep a weapon I'm he keep it steppin
P.T. give me your necklace
As I expected, you go think a second
Get In You Fit In, CEO of that record
Pumpin me, they bumpin me playas know respect it
Ladies love it, the streets as they except it
And show you mothafuckas how to it uh bet it uh

Neef]
Mothafuckas better run, just got me one
That high trash you, you better get you another gun
out the box with it
Pop fly ya ass'll get mopped it
I pop outta something dark tinted
Round the way all day that's just how I'm
no victims, no modems
Just a bunch of them ones
shit like I owe em
Till 6-4 blow em

You hear that mothafuckin knock