Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me Hood

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

[Hook - Roc
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 call me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I me hood
Call me convict, call me
Call me trouble, but I me hood

1]
Ghetto boy, boy
Wilding a little boy
All I was pain, Lord
Please won't you me joy
God must have heard my
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 all night
So call me what you wanna me
I did all them corners
Gun shots, drop
I lost a couple homies
Victim of a violent
Product of a slum
I going back to jail
Already let them me once
Call me dumb, me fool
Fine, you can me stupid
I come, flying through the hood
When I get some new
Grinding from man
I done what I nigga
Look at me I it out
But still I'm a hood nigga
Oh-oh, that's
I'm feeling like I'm see
Every now and then I it
The streets is me

[Hook - Roc
It seems like the streets calling me
I'm a fiend for my hood
police keep they eyes on me
But I won't my hood
So call me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me
Call me convict, me fool
Call me trouble, but I call me

[Verse 2 -
Yeah, jails, closed schools
Overcrowded
College girls on stripper
like we all doomed
Rock sellers, God us
Why they let the cops us
understand unless
You're on them blocks with us
Blood and tears, show no
Candles for my peers
Pregnant teens, broken
But I love it here
Yes I I love it here
Take a breath, the air
Look around, the ground
You can the danger near
New babies, lost
Drugs inside the
Alcohol, aids,
Tell me something I don't
Tell me the hope is at
you can call me that
Never far away
The streets is calling back

- Roc City]
Even though I seen the
Even I seen the struggle
My life was a struggle
That's all I know
Always on my
I'm taught to, I have to
Money on my mind
And I let it go
See this here is of the realest
And if you real you will feel it
So if you don't live it, speak it
I make it for you to not see it

- Roc City]
It seems the streets keep calling me
I'm just a for my hood
Crooked police keep they on me
But I leave my hood
So they call me ghetto, call me
Call me gangster, but I me hood
Call me convict, call me
Call me trouble, but I me hood