Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Happens Everyday

Listen...I'ma tell you straight like
up! Listen...

1]
Hey yo! I walk down the
Wit' my in knots
time hustlin' runnin' from cops.
Broke as a joke, no at all
Can't ball and my Timb's are small.
Can't buy trees government cheese
I rather be where breeze, niggas bubblin keys.
My got two jobs, one on her knees
And letters to the governor-
Please off the deeds!
My baby mother wit' another brother wit'
They drive by, roll the window and laugh.
I solve all my problems wit' and hash
Bought my daughter a
Now she it dad.
My landlord's a jerk, the water don't
My little twelve
And she her own skirt.
do Kurt than do her homework
Talk blunts and boys and jump fa' joy.
Shit's twisted! Opportunity
But I it, out in the park gettin' lifted.
So now I'm sittin' shit outta luck
a buck and it don't make a difference!

So yo! If you me
Cause if you don't I come up
And say it clearly. I got ta' got ta' go!
I strive fa' my pay each and way
But type of shit, it happens everyday!

2]
It's I'm trapped in a maze
Walk in a daze.
I won't til' I'm paid
down in my grave.
I wanna' look tough but my sneakers is
Everyday the week is enough.
I had a little but it came and it went
Now it's pay the rent or stay in a tent.
And it don't sense how the shit is intense
And all ya' got up in ya' is lint.
You get the hint!
I had a cigarette fa' breakfast, a beginner
Fries fa' my and sleep fa' dinner.
Try ta' go ta' church priest call me a
They call me except for a winner.
I'm walkin' in the rain wishin' things would
It a game and I pawned all the rings and chains.
Emotionally scarred from my job
Pastor times is hard.

Now do ya' me?
Cause if ya' don't I up and say it clearly.
I got ta' got ta' go!
I strive fa' my pay each and way
But type of shit, it happens everyday!
Now would ya' me?
If I was you and you was me
you respect me?
I got ta' got ta' go!
I strive fa' my pay each and way
But this of shit, it happens everyday!

3]
Yo, yo! I ain't front!
All I is a blunt
A pair of and yellow dunks
And my in chunks.
But people see me, put they purse to the
I'm up early in the first of the month.
don't respect when you callin' collect
And twenty-five cent, you can call em' direct.
I put my life on the line, I ain't a dime
call me never mind.
Man, you're ya' time!
Hey yo! I'm livin' in the
And I'm ta' survive.
At the same a nigga rollin' by in a five
Can't a job for a 9 ta' 5
like the only gettin' by
When ya' the high.
And I ain't got no smoke, the broke
I'm at the end of my
Tryin' ta' a way ta' court.
I'm sippin' on gin thinkin' how I win
I know where it begin
But this is it could end.

Now yo!