Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why I Carry

Man all these niggas out here man
Every time I try to go I got plex form these
Sorry punk no good hatin'
My you done pushed the wrong button
I ain't ran this hot
Now you the number one
I wanna the piss out
And this not a bet that
I ain't let that shit slide
Gotta get that bitch
Want him by midnight
I him from the crib to the crack spot
I him go in and come back out
I got ready to the mack out
him by the theater of 610
Unloaded the pistol now dirt is now what his in
I seen a slab get stripped
The discs seats and gone
And candy paint burnt to a
These niggas gettin' on
For the that they skatin' on
jackers in the alley waited on
The fool comin' out the gamblin'
Pistol to his back took 4 of crack
And a fat dozier
why I pack my nigga
That's why I pray 'cause where I
I got to my motherfuckin' gun every single day
Motherfuckers wanna start every way
why I carry my motherfuckin' gun every single day
The is crowdin' all my space
'Bout to pop mothefucker 'cause he standin' in my place
He sellin' on my
jackin' my boys
They comin' on our
Goin' down and noise
Now I occupy my time hustlin' and paid
He occupyin' his tryin' to get the boys for they blades
Gettin' em for they Chevy
They jumpin' out of hoo
Comin' down swingin' jumpin' out of candy
Talkin' give it up smooth
Baby boy it's some hatin' on in P-A
Mostly over stanky and who
the most ya niggas
Stuntin' pistols endin' up in the grave
I pull I always pop that's why I'm livin' today
Girl ass niggas causin' between friends
And you bust on your boy
Don't either one of ya'll win
You end up killin' that you really ain't wanna kill
Over a pussy ass nigga that's showin' hoe of skills
from a small town of madness
Late night us all playa hated scandalous
Hoes and drivin' slab hurters
bad after 8
You can us on the late
Roll' dice blowin' and on the bar straight
We got the red drink orange drink drink
Laughin' at these mark hoes say
They heard of drink
Half big gulp
Big red big cup
mixed up
Blowin' and lightin' cigs up
Now in my new world slow I can see
Niggas talkin' shit to see
If what they got to me
But hoe wearin' type of say a lot to me
You just gon' around and get yourself shot to be
Or not to be plot to see
We crack under pressure so they just
A nigga to see me
These niggas try to stare me down a scary clown
dare me 'round here
We fuck your up like Larry Brown
And pounds of killer 'round groceries
With a that make you not
stand close to me
Talkin' 'bout we to be bros
make me laugh motherfucker you chose to be
On the opposin' me
Don't what coast ya' be from
Bun and C will light your world up
wanna start shit every way
That's why I my motherfuckin' gun every single day