Luyện nghe bài hát All Day

[Intro: G
Young on the beat
G
You know I'm a nigga--real street nigga and that's common sense
know you 'posed to get money, stay out the way

[Verse 1: G
Lookin' down the barrel of that hammer for my last
me slow down, look at life
Why I'm just gon' you mine?
'09 I was doin'
Broke as fuck, shirts, on the bus
Since I gettin' paper, shit ain't holdin' up
I never break nigga, fold for
Every damn waist loaded up
it up
If you Bs, nigga, hold it up
know what up
If you book me for a show, know I it up
Soon as he pull up through the back of the door, got them poles us
And I'm as fuck
pick up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, a backend
Pull another 100 racks out the bank, put it in
Be if you lackin'
How 'bout blow the whole 30 shots and get in?
Keep your head up in the then
Yeah, okay, get whacked
Better have eyes in back then
Better keep the strap on lap then
Better keep your on [?]
I'm just gon' put one up in yo' chest
Better go than the feds then
Okay, we givin' face shots, nothin' less
On the 24, no restin'
Stand niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I give a fuck, I done lost my best friend
All this money must be why I'm then
Too many I was close to death in the streets
I'ma keep gridin', keep checks in
kill by any means
Enemy to me
I accept defeat
Pickin' up three backends every weekend, that's a least 60 a week

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Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' them out there all day
I been my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' them out there all day
I been wit' my niggas out all day

[Verse 2: Youngsta]
Everything I grind for
You know I work for mines, bro
They showed me love when I was broke, then they changed I signed, bro
Everybody turn their on me
Swear to God, that's a fact
At first them niggas they was black wit' me, then they went a little on me
They got a more dogs
I got a little smart
I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a more far
I'm the most nigga from my city
I don't wanna know it ain't my business
I don't give a about her feelings
Fuck that bitch I don't want bitch, I don't want dealings
I was in a drug bust my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front seat wit' my bracelet on my feet
I on the block all day
Shot a in the hallway
Have you ever ran in the corner store, a stickup broad day?
Shout out 'cause she put me out
out every nigga ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, same nigga that wit' me now
Same when I went to jail, they ain't make my [?]
Same bitch broke bad when I did
Same nigga fucked my bitch I was on the run

[Chorus: G
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' them pistols out all day
I been my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' them pistols out all day
I been wit' my out there all day