Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

I came to get somethin, I ain't worried 'bout
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, around bumpin
If you beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked these anyway
They could dead, fall off a buildin today
Hey, nobody miss you anyway
No days off, keep the e'ry day

I got the burner burner, I come to and burn ya
Revolver turn ya, call it murder
I ain't smilin I smirkin, I ain't muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin when your head open

Cross me, me, go 'head, line me up
I where you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out front raggedy ass crib on a stake out
With a pound, two clips and Chinese

You make it rain, I make it lead
You say your prayers, you in your hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke dump
You chumps amaze me, the wolves raised me
You don't like me spray me

I came to get somethin, I worried 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, ridin around
If you can't beat 'em don't 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked these niggaz
They could drop dead, fall off a buildin
Nobody gon' miss you
No days off, keep the e'ry day

This is face down on the floor, ski mask shit
If I off I rebound quick
Like Odin, Tony Yay' I be holdin
German mouths on my hip cause my wrist be

How these rappers claim and the books is closed?
How these rappers claim and they gun don't smoke?
I catch a nigga on his
And rip the IV out his arm then jump in the Optimus

Dust the Enzo with the Dalvins on
In my Ac', who you stylin on
When the sun is gone, and the come out
You coward ass bring your jewelry out

I came to get somethin, I worried 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, around bumpin
If you can't 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked these anyway
They could drop dead, fall off a buildin
Nobody gon' miss you
No days off, the pistol e'ry day

You may to bring that, ain't nobody trippin
Shit, is hungry, I ain't nobody chicken
I think a is missin, I'm pimpin, I'm livin
Nice the dice, deuce-deuce six'n

how the game change, bad for the system
Niggaz on game shows, two dudes
Listen, we're not the same, not for fame
The industry's punked out, we're not to

These niggaz been perpetratin so
If they can make it rain, I can make it
makin a scene but I can make him calm
I just got a N.B. break a arm

I to get somethin, I ain't worried 'bout nothin
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, ridin around
If you can't beat 'em don't 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em

I never liked these niggaz
They drop dead, fall off a buildin today
Nobody gon' miss you
No days off, keep the e'ry day