Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me Hood

If ask you whether you in this game, you tell 'em you in it for life. Aight?
You play it hard, you it tight, you make sure niggas know you gonna stand by your people.

- Roc City]
It seems like the keep calling me
I'm just a for my hood
Crooked police keep eyes on me
But I won't leave my
So they me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me
Call me convict, me fool
Call me trouble, but I call me

1]
Ghetto boy, boy
Wilding since a boy
All I felt was pain,
Please won't you me joy
God must heard my prayers
Came to me in my
It's been over 6
And my mother still
Oh-oh, oh-oh, that's
I'm my life
I'm in the street, on my block
We chilling all
So call me what you call me
I did all them homie
Gun shots, drop
I done lost a homies
of a violent hood
Product of a dirty
I going back to jail
let them judge me once
Call me dumb, call me
Fine, you can call me
Cause I come, flying the hood
When I get new shit
Grinding crumbs man
I done I could nigga
Look at me I it out
But I'm just a hood nigga
Oh-oh, right
I'm feeling I'm falling see
Every now and then I it
The is calling me

[Hook - Roc
It seems like the streets calling me
I'm just a fiend for my
Crooked police they eyes on me
But I leave my hood
So they me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me
Call me convict, call me
Call me trouble, but I me hood

2 - Maino]
Yeah, packed jails, closed
classrooms
College girls on poles
Feeling like we all
Rock sellers, God us
Why let the cops kills us
understand unless
You're standing on blocks with us
Blood and tears, no fear
for my dead peers
Pregnant teens, dreams
But I still it here
Yes I said I love it
a breath, smell the air
Look around, feel the
You can sense the near
New babies, lost
Drugs the household
Alcohol, aids,
Tell me something I don't
Tell me where the is at
Real you can call me
Never far away
The streets is calling back

- Roc City]
Even though I seen the
Even though I seen the
My whole was a struggle
all that I know
Always on my
I'm to, I have to hustle
Money stays on my
And I let it go
See this here is survival of the
And only if you you will feel it
So if you live it, don't speak it
I make it for you to not see it

[Hook - Roc
It seems like the streets calling me
I'm just a fiend for my
Crooked police keep eyes on me
But I leave my hood
So they call me ghetto, me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me
me convict, call me fool
Call me trouble, but I call me