Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

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

I never these niggaz anyway
They could dead, fall off a buildin today
Hey, nobody miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol day

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

Cross me, force me, go 'head, me up
I found where you rest at, you fuck
I be out front raggedy ass crib on a stake out
With a pound, two clips and take-out

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

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

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

This is that down on the floor, ski mask shit
If I off I rebound quick
Like Greg Odin, Tony I be holdin
German on my hip cause my wrist be frozen

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

Dust the yellow Enzo the Dalvins on
In my bulletproof Ac', who you on
the sun is gone, and the wolves come out
You coward ass niggaz bring your out

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

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

You may have to bring that, ain't 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 kissin
Listen, we're not the same, not for fame
The industry's punked out, we're not to

These niggaz perpetratin so long
If they can make it rain, I can make it
He's makin a scene but I can him calm
I got a N.B. that'll break a arm

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

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