Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me Hood

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

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

1]
Ghetto boy, boy
Wilding a little boy
All I felt was pain,
Please won't you me joy
God must heard my prayers
to me in my dreams
It's been 6 years
And my still clean
Oh-oh, oh-oh, that's
I'm my life
I'm in the street, on my block
We chilling all
So call me you wanna call me
I did all them corners
Gun shots, tears
I lost a couple homies
Victim of a violent
of a dirty slum
I ain't going back to
Already let them me once
Call me dumb, me fool
Fine, you can me stupid
Cause I come, flying the hood
When I get some new
from crumbs man
I what I could nigga
at me I made it out
But still I'm just a hood
Oh-oh, that's
I'm like I'm falling see
Every now and then I it
The streets is me

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

[Verse 2 -
Yeah, packed jails, closed
Overcrowded
College on stripper poles
Feeling we all doomed
sellers, God tell us
Why they let the kills us
understand unless
You're on them blocks with us
Blood and tears, show no
Candles for my peers
teens, broken dreams
But I still it here
Yes I said I it here
Take a breath, the air
Look around, feel the
You can sense the near
New babies, lost
Drugs inside the
Alcohol, aids,
Tell me something I don't
Tell me the hope is at
Real you can call me
Never far away
The streets is always back

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

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