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 it hard, you play it tight, you make sure niggas know you gonna stand by your people.

[Hook - Roc
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 call me
Call me convict, me fool
Call me trouble, but I call me

1]
Ghetto boy, boy
Wilding a little boy
All I felt was pain,
Please you send me joy
God must heard my prayers
to me in my dreams
It's been over 6
And my mother still
Oh-oh, oh-oh, that's
I'm living my
I'm in the street, right on my
We chilling all
So me what you wanna call me
I did all corners homie
Gun shots, drop
I done lost a couple
Victim of a violent
Product of a slum
I ain't going back to
Already let judge me once
Call me dumb, me fool
Fine, you can call me
Cause I come, flying the hood
When I get new shit
Grinding from 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 I hear it
The is calling me

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

[Verse 2 -
Yeah, packed jails, closed
Overcrowded
College girls on stripper
like we all doomed
Rock sellers, God us
Why they let the cops us
Wouldn't unless
You're standing on them with us
Blood and tears, no fear
for my dead peers
Pregnant teens, broken
But I love it here
Yes I said I it here
Take a breath, the air
around, feel the ground
You can sense the danger
New babies, lost
Drugs inside the
Alcohol, aids,
Tell me I don't know
Tell me where the is at
you can call me that
Never goin far
The streets is calling back

[Bridge - Roc
Even though I the struggle
Even though I seen the
My life was a struggle
That's all that I
on my grind
I'm taught to, I to hustle
stays on my mind
And I let it go
See this here is of the realest
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

- Roc City]
It seems like the streets keep me
I'm a fiend 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 call me
Call me convict, call me
Call me trouble, but I call me