Luyện nghe bài hát Hood

Ladies and
(What?)
Id like to you
(Welcome what?)
To the and times of Trillville
(Trillville?)
I be your God on this Jonny
(Uh huh)

Its your boy checkin it
(Yeah yeah)
And
(Whaddup?)
I let my nigga Dirrty Mouth atchu

We can take it to the nigga if u got beef
'Cus aint home wit it Ima knock out your
Wear your fake-ass niggas talkin shit
Im in your house wit your girl on my dick

Im the realest muthafucka when it to makin hits
So shut tha fuck up I bust you in the lip
The lifes on for the best to go home
Is you late for a as I shine on the chrome

Aimin at doam buck-shot rain
(Rain)
Im offa damn, when a nigga bout to explain
fuck tha fame all I want is the doe
(Doe)
My aint Dough Bussa so dont be try me a hoe

Im not your everyday dough Im at your seat everyday
I rob just a deal just to get my ass
I shine like a on a old school
A nigga act a fool if a break the rule, fo real

Dirrty Mouth spittin at you and niggas
(Uh huh)
Specially tellin you fake-ass out there
(Fuck yall)
You know real real
(Yeah)
And fake niggas always wanna hate and

(Yeah)
You hattin we gon' find yall
We sip you out
(Yeah, hah)
at them Don P

I know for a you aint ready for the street
You suckas rain on this country
You fall to the ground to my feet
You raw nigga go home you cant compete

They tryna be me, watch TV
They try to imitate and thats what em fake
the hood aint actin niggas start relaxin
Thinkin they can live in this world without

Somethin Janet Jackson, nigga still
And how we it down like a muthafuckin cratchin
Too transaction and nobody assin
Until you raise your mouth a muthafuckin fagot

It aint no niggas still hatin
But I guess, I hate too 'cus the music that they creatin
Hoes that they savin, Plans that they
Whoever like so I hate they fan bases
(Yeah)

Yall aint neva see a nigga me
Ive all around the muthafuckin world
(All the place nigga)
All over bitch
You know hatin niggas everywhere you go

Disrespect niggas everywhere you go
But you know why? All them niggas
They makes real niggas that best strong
(Yeah, yeah)
`em L.A.

Look you aint ready for the
(Streets)
And you to be hard, but you weak
(Weak)
A bad bitch and you swear that
(Beat)
The thang you probably touch was a feet
(Feet)

You me now, picture me Im sorry
Get your ass summen boi it aint
You dont want a Trill nigga you
You need to take ass home and neva [unverified]

Give me the bitch hard like a
(Dick)
Ready to fuck, we aint takin
(Fuck, shit)
We gon' your knuts
(Pow pow pow pow)
But still some niggas do it for a
(Mill)

If times get hard then you gain up your
(Grill)
Fo real, the hood, man where a live
And I aint trippin, 'cus where I had the deal
Shit, and made a young even stronger
I guess thats the reason why a nigga stay
(Hey)

(Hey, hey)
Yo, no nigga
Is gonna stop my muthafuckin
(Neva that)
Non a nigga,
(Yeah)
Im out here on my hustle
(Yeah)

Nigga I aint sellin
But Im sellin this and shit
Rhymes and all this
(Yeah)
Im sellin this energy drink
(Yeah)

Yo, Im kinda shit
Im CDs, DVDs, nigga
What Eva you
(Uhh)
My Trillville, they always gonna keep it muthafuckin real

BME, BME, BME
(Yeah, yeah)
We about bitch
Real stay real and fake always fake
Neva hate