Luyện nghe bài hát Just Another Day

(Intro)
It's motherfuckin' time!

(Verse: Game)
Six pounds of chronic on my grandma coffee
That's how you it, that's how I remember it
Yeah, dip into the liquor store, .9 in my
Crips tryna get at me, my red Impala like acne
My city a me
Been shot, robbed, stabbed, home, socked out
Jabbed by esse's, cops degenerate, degenerate niggas with
Disintegrate niggas went into me, dome like Kennedy
Slugs trippin' with Henessey, got tendencies
And if you don't know where the fu*kthey got me
Martin Scorsese when I out my gun
Scarface, car chase, tell me how blood taste
Ask baby mama, she'll tell you how a blood taste
Basket case, still I'm with Dre, shit I never left
Run up in Beats, "Bitch the safe! Compton"
Produced by a in this motherfucker
Still smoking, Dre we need a ceiling in motherfucker
Compton!
They're killing in motherfucker
They're in this motherfucker
Lock the door, stealing in this motherfucker
No chains, no reins, this my
this hub city, no fly zone
Niggas pull out burners, start breaking like turbo on
Crack on the back streets
Where the tracks lean and the lay
And switchblades, if you bitch
Put chili all on your Frito
we dream of Montego Bay
But all we got is the Meat
the cops meet, go bang bang
Leaves blood stains on the
And I'm the only nigga Mobb Deep
Cause I mob down that side street
I'm a side rider, (?) gats on collars
Don't hate me, better get your
I be on Rosecrans with a Glock in hands
Leaning on bro hand
Flame dump like a with my name on it

(Hook: Bryant)
day in Compton, the thrill is high
Know watching, but I don't know why
the fire burning, it touches the sky
Feeling coming at you, I won't die
So I get by, I get by
I get by, I get, I get by
Cause just another day in Compton