Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Day In Tha Hood

[ VERSE 1: ]
the Fat Mac must express
While a nigga's zooted from the potent-ass sess
Lookin back, damn, I was as a juvenile
Mama showed love and she struggled for her only
But like my dad I was in the streets
I never wanted to work hard, cause shit ain't for me
Back then only 16, ignorant and
gettin periods cause I wasn't serious
I said school teachers and the church preachers
I to hang with my niggas with the street sweepers
Back in the sellin herbs on the [Name]
Me and Squeaky doin city-wide shows
dissed, gettin pissed cause of this shit
Cause it's so hard in this business
I said many times, "Mama, I'ma you proud"
But I could never leave the life of Orange Mound
I'm on the corner drinkin Thunderbird, slingin
They in my hands cause the know 'bout the matchbox
But I can't dope, rappin is the way, gee
And is just another day around the homies

[ 2: MJG ]
..mid day, I was deep into a
Unconscious from hay that they distribute on em streets
My world was spinnin from the Rmy that was in me
And we ain't half-stepped on blunts, we chiefed up plenty
A penny to be earned in a day is I'm looking for
Hopin for, some kind of way to make a little ducats
Fuck it, shit I just needed, I just stuck it
Up, hell, nigga as well
Proceed to hustle like a
MJ G
The nigga with the muthafuckin clout, no
The pimps is in the muthafuckin
Be up out [Name], folk is takin over
You how I know? Gimme the mic and I show ya
I teach ya, I ya with this pimpalistic knowledge
The a nigga learned back in Break-A-Bitch College
Started, to at the age of 11
makin money when a nigga turned 12
Started to at the age of 13
At 14 a nigga flatfoot was raisin
In the hood

[ VERSE 3: ]
So many rappers in this industry, I doubt
That it's a bunch of niggas with a CD out
It new to me, cause me and MJG
Had to struggle just to hustle down in
In Memphis, to be a rapper
But rappin don't mean to Elvis Presley-lovin crackers
Plus I'm with a record label me and fuckin me
Niggas always me shit that I will never see
Trick-buster always talkin we family
But while I was he was snortin up my royalty
So I got smart, hit the and said fuck that
That's when this nigga T Money heard our first track
Pack em up, move em out, straight down to
Me and JG ridin Lexus
"Coming Out Hard" on the in the 'Billboard'
Second album droppin and we waitin on our first
Niggas talkin the crew ain't walkin no mo'
Them jealous busters tryin to shit over hoes
I know what is worse, livin bad or livin good
But the whole world remind me of my

[ 4: MJG ]
See, I'm a self-made hustler, the
Niggas who think that two are better than one
And to get the job done, son
MJG gots game in the sale
That me get lifts in the studio
though it was kind of hard as far as I can see
Growin up in the Orange Tennessee community
Could it be the had love for a nigga who
Struggled through all type of shit for a or two?
Still I do for my fans cause my fans buy my tapes
And the make my g's and the g's keeps me straight
And I hate when the busters smile all in my like a hoe
And talk in the down low
Look out, punk, mutha-fucka, sucka,
My finger's tired of the trigger, dig a
Grave, shit, cause I don't his boys to have to deal
With the smell of the trick I just
???? if you can't with the stress, best
Wipe the big 'S' off your chest
Press issues, makin they fully understood
'bout a nigga life in the muthafuckin hood