Luyện nghe bài hát I Go to Work

I'm the dead creepin' through the streets on the East side
Took about 3 shots, of a homicide
Do a drive by in a
Leave ya all bloody, and lying on the pavement
can save ya, when I'm in a homicidal rage
Nut up, and then unloading the 12 gauge
Sawed off pump in your ass
Say your prayers
your headed to the casket
Then to the
A lil advice, perpetrate and act hard
Cause when you are dead, muthafucka aint to lose

Still my hustle on, and payin helly dues
Aint got shit to prove to you and you bustas
Always stay cause you know I cant trust ya
out, before I put ya in the dirt
It's ya dead homie Blaze, I go to work

I go to work
up yag

Clockin' major loke
I'm all about my roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka rides
Doin hella drive bys just another
I go to work
up yag

Clockin' chedda loke
I'm all about my roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches
Doin hella drive bys just another

I go to in my neighborhood
Puffin' on blunts, baggin up yag and up to no good
Cause I'm a gansta, been to the grave and
So stop on my corner, and get your car jacked
Cause I don't play like my homies say
We with a hatchet Psychopathic ay yay

Every day ya homie Blaze, is on the
Bouncin' downtown, brandishing

Until just the other day when I was on my own
A tried to hit me for my stack and my cell phone
Tried to me G, till he got a peek of my pitch black eyes
before I shattered his teeth, and broke his jaw
Then watched him fall,

You should have his face it was priceless
Just another lesson hoe, with hoe
through the streets I lurk, I go to work

I go to everyday
up yay

Clockin' major loke
I'm all about my paper
I go to work on the East jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just homicide
I go to work
up yay
Clockin' major chedda
I'm all about my paper
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka rides

Doin hella drive bys another homicide

Now I'm in the jacked up bucket
Twiztid, puffin herb like fuck it
Make a left on the one way, when the boys in blue

Got behing me they lights and sirens
30 seconds of silence, then I the clip
on pigs wit the hollow point tips
So trip, I still gots to get my grip

Rollin down the street, em bleedin' by the scene
Then a right, left then a right, to a chop
Sold the bucket and a
To a out bitch in a '92 Ranger
That's the way it is in the life of a
Or a hustla, to dust ya
I could lose an arm, and still 40 of ya

Watch ya back when get his smirk on
You could be the next I go to work on

I go to everyday
up yay
Clockin' major loke
I'm all about my roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches
Doin drive bys just another homicide
I go to everyday
up yay

Clockin' major chedda
I'm all my paper roll

I go to on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another