Luyện nghe bài hát No Days Off

I came to get somethin, I ain't 'bout nothin
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like legal, ridin around bumpin
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 today
Hey, gon' miss you anyway
No off, keep the pistol e'ry day

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

me, force me, go 'head, line me up
I found you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out front your raggedy ass on a stake out
With a pound, two and Chinese take-out

You make it rain, I make it shower
You say your prayers, you in your last
I have you up daisies, the coke dump crazy
You chumps me, the wolves they raised me
You don't like me then me

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

I never liked these niggaz
They could drop dead, fall off a today
gon' miss you anyway
No days off, the pistol e'ry day

This is that face down on the floor, ski mask
If I fall off I rebound
Greg Odin, Tony Yay' I be holdin
German mouths on my hip cause my be frozen

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

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

I came to get somethin, I ain't worried nothin
of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, ridin 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
gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol day

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

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

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

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

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