Luyện nghe bài hát Anyday

Call this bitch yor nigga when is rough
I lost a lot when you fell, life is to bluff
You think its hell you at
Shit its on the streets
You maintaining in the Bing, I'm to eat
think am wilding, flexing whips and stuff
Thinking I'm lost laying
Sex for trips and
I'll admit it I'm use to the things
We had major names on the minor things
we went, mad bitches sizing me up
You they tight now, shit I get to drive the trucks
But I wish you were spreading it riding it
I think I that more then you buying me stuff
Since you got knocked your man tried to at me
And nigga's you stuck, they throwing dollars at me
But you know gaming, and Im just keeping it real
Holding you until you back on the field

like I do
I feel when down
In the ground feeling
It can be most

Feels I do
I feel when feeling
In the feeling down
It can be anyday

Don't worry 'bout these streets I'm conrolling grounds
I might and miss a V-I but I'm holding it down
Got the kids to take care its out here
And its tearing my heart to my part out here
I seen that and you know I got plots 4 years
And your bid me feel like I got the chair
But ain't nobody this I rather tap my own
Watching tapes we made while I'm alone
you home, pictures of you flipping the chrome
What kind of chic will leave her man he out the zone
Me without you is a stickman without a silencer
Got me X-ing off on the calendar
I loading the glock so you could control the block
I miss watching you work the dogs to tighten the
Think of the time boo pushing it a 6 double o
You get your up I'm a drain you once they let go

Feels I do
I feel feeling down
In the ground feeling
It can be most

I can see us back on the bricks, me on your
Letting bitches know they wishes to have you are
So you ring your while you locked away
I know its for a nigga on top not to play
See the one you kept draped in ice
I'm the one waiting silk caked in spice
Waiting for calls or my box to vibrate
Hoping you me to come scoop you not being more weight
I from Gucci sandals back to no name brands
From a six and a to beating the sands
Staying true make meet to have enough for the love I take
and stuff
Have a brick where most F.E.D.S. to touch
Fear to see the cash, and us popping the clutch
a Dutch-flip cop twice as much living low key
A minute then heist and
If I have to wait while you gone I'm a what comes
If you don't see cash, its hard in the slums
Cause I ran through the and it ain't no funds