Luyện nghe bài hát Fuc Your Hood

Mc eiht and chill up in bitch
The eihthype thugs up in bitch, geah
in this bitch
And we running this shit like last my friend, geah
The killers, it out

I gives a where you from
give a mad fuck about your hood sign
Keep hittin' me up and you'll get tore up from the up (ping)
You fake need to peep
You gone get hit talking that shit get yo' lip split
I reach under my for the heat
I bust a u-turn and see ass dash 'cross the fuckin street
I see you a so I start to clown (right)
Cause if you was a g you have stood yo' ground uh
But geah it's difficult to stand
Your when them killers got a strap in his hand
Point it at yo' dome cause you got that color on
You better be hitting that gate real or be a shot up ass
But i'ma hit your block with it cocked
I a fuck about nuthin, a 159 niggas dumpin (geah)
So look dumb
And don't act dumb when we nigga, fuck where you from uh (geah)

Ain't but the killers on this side (that's right)
Ain't nuthin' but the killers on that (that's right)
Ain't nuthin' but the in the front, killers in the back
Strapped macs

On a mission compton boulevard (geah)
Some niggas rolling up looking too hard (they some bustas)
some bustas (that's right)
And not to mention
My hood is on my hat if them fools attention (west side)
on my 9 cause I go for broke (geah uh)
Peep out the of my eye through the endo smoke
But do you know it's another gang story
Some fools done slipped and the wrong territory
I told fools hitting me up with they signs
I guess I hit they ass up with the fuckin 9
Pump 2 slugs in the side of their
And they probably tryin' to figure I'm dumpin for (geah)
You don't remember me? well I you!
When and your crew tried to roll the fuckin loop
Now take 2 to your
And don't look when we come nigga fuck where you from uh

Chorus...

eagle in the stash and we swervin'
Me, bam, chill, little hawkin bird, da foe in the (west side)
Six deep to the
Putting out hits on like mr. gotti (geah)
Leave the straps in the truck they'll goin pat down
We steps in with evil looks, you better clown (geah what up)
Ain't but 159 to the 4
motherfuckers what is you starin' for? (geah)
I guess it's time to thumpin'
Open up to the
Come with the mac and baby start dumpin'
You gone some slugs and watch this
look like some
Niggas in the
But I guess we got to of
For all y'all, the funeral
I don't give a damn you from nigga, geah