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 here
(Uh huh)

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

We can take it to the street nigga if u got
'Cus aint wit it Ima knock out your teeth
Wear your fake-ass niggas keepin shit
Im in your damn house wit your girl on my

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

Aimin at your doam rain
(Rain)
Im deep damn, when a nigga bout to explain
Nigga tha fame all I want is the doe
(Doe)
My aint Bussa so dont be try me like a hoe

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

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

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

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

tryna be me, they watch TV
They try to imitate and thats what make em
'Cus the hood aint niggas start relaxin
Thinkin they can in this world without packin

Janet Jackson, nigga still lovin
And how we broke it down like a muthafuckin
Too transaction and wont assin
Until you raise mouth like a muthafuckin fagot

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

Yall aint see a nigga like me
Ive been all around the world
(All over the nigga)
All this bitch
You hatin niggas everywhere you mufuckas go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

BME, BME, BME
(Yeah, yeah)
We about this
stay real and fake always stay fake
Neva muthafuckin