Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Work U Don't Eat

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If you work you don't eat, you don't grind you don't shine
No and's or but's, bottom line
why I'm on a mission, to keep the paper flipping
I got's to get a house, before I start wood

[Mike
Ninety percent grinding, ten sleep
I peep game when I'm asleep, I hold heat I creep
I'm Mike I hold chrome, wreck microphones
I flip in my slab, all
I wish a motherfucker would, try to steal my wood
It's gon be no good,
Cause I strays, and when the techs play
I'll have you looking like a clown that's on x-ray, I don't
When it come to bullets, you talk down I'ma pull it
this gangsta shit, to the fullest
I pack a and get to spraying, like Freddy Kruger
You down on Mike Jones, and nigga I'll do you
Cause I ain't tripping, I got the ruger
I'm flipping, Expeditions
Come in Mike home, and I'll shoot shots till your teeth missing
round draft picks, you come at us wrong
And you be dismissed, Mike Jones

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It's Magno, I mind I let a stray bullet cross
But if you got beef cool, I got the A-1
You forgot I pack a big mack, I run in Mickey D's
Pop your ass up, you bleeding on your big mac
Get you like a car fender, I fight dirty
I'm bottles in the club, like a bar tender
Fuck fighting fair, remember who won
In these H-Town streets, you remember your gun
You don't wanna get stuck, the filth
You don't want a hospital trip, IV's stuck in your wrist
My best advice is dog stay in spot, cause these bullets
Got a mind of they own, they hate to in the glock
You to see what two snappers cost, we got techs
To your chest, bout to make you look like apple
So if you a sample, I got seventeen reasons
To make folks about you, like Tevin Campbell

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[Mike
You might see me in a Lac, 18's black on black
Sitting low holding gat, for a nigga to jack
When it's I get crunk, I got rugers I got pumps
My show when I pop trunk, Mike Jones is no punk
I got hoes down to die for me, niggaz down to for me
I got friends I got rivalries, a lot of watching me
You can look but touch, cause if you touch then I bust
Swishahouse Swishablast, if didn't know we can't be touched

We can't be touched, because we move powder
And I don't mind shooting at a nigga, if his is sour
I'm a technique flower, ain't New York
But you better stay undercover, like Malik
Cause we looking for you, big guns forty
We not San Francisco, but we got forty nines
And if you heard the gat, it was me
Trigga pull cause I run the wolves, like Wally Servedat

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