Luyện nghe bài hát Survival

So you say you a gangsta,
Are you a rider, yeah?
You don't take shit no one, no
And got your mind on your dough, let's go

I'll be a South Side nigga I rot
Even I got the yacht in the million dollar bot
Superman armor on the 69
Out of every 70 rappers 69

I a buck in the corner just to get the feel
So my head light smooth when I move the steering
I clubbing from nothing, its top dollar to chill
I pop for real with pop artists that kill

I move to mill, my backyard is a
I ain't for the tube, I'll smack y'all for real
Go head on me now, you'll miss a nigga later
I'm hood butter holes and pissy elevators

I from playing the same block to Bangkok
So I can get money raindrops
And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a
And get so pussy I cant sleep

was a rollin' stone
Never back home now I'm on my own
So I had to learn a few things survival
Like the ice done off the bottom

If you scared don't around here
Guns ammunition run out here
As you get the paper to try it
A nigga try me, he won't see

I ain't even got a yet and got 7 cars, yep
TV the same size as Garnett
A new buzz, Mac 10 and a chopper
fan base 'cause Eminem is my partner

I'm a and Jag copper, you a glass shopper
I blow the color of grass hopper
I a regular nigga, all the promoters pay 100 more
To bring your boy to

My dress got the best hoes jumping on 'em
Elvis's and Red Monkey with the on 'em
Shelves'll leave a food stamps blue
Like a full tube of acid in your

We don't tolerate the cock out the bricks
We got fif's with the cop in the clips
Watch your mouth bitch rocks popping out the wrists
And my outfits, a eye stopper for the

Poppa was a stone
Never came home now I'm on my own
So I had to a few things 'bout survival
Like the ice pick done off the

If you scared come 'round here
ammunition don't run out here
As soon you get the to try it
A nigga try me, he see tomorrow

A nigga throw his hands up at me, I a dummy harmed
And had wrong shoot him in his underarm
Then pick up a shell, that'll be his lucky
I got a arm, I'm a fucking Don

I burn big everyday, but the bong
I don't cuddle, as soon as I get the nut I'm
I'm in a all by myself
I'll whoop ass all by myself

I got gold, rose gold, yellow gold, platinum
Young hoes, old hoes, yellow and black ones
I've been patiently to get on my shit again
So is for the corner they cornered a nigga in

I wish you would try jump me, wave the gat by you
And burn eyelashes off like a crack lighter
you stupid riding by trying to blast me
'Cause my window got the from a taxi

Poppa was a rollin'
Never came home now I'm on my own
So I had to learn a few things 'bout
the ice pick done off the bottom

If you scared don't 'round here
ammunition don't run out here
As soon you get the to try it
A try me, he won't see tomorrow