Luyện nghe bài hát Hood

Ladies and
(What?)
Id to welcome 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 Mouth holla atchu

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know for a you aint ready for the street
You suckas 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 make em fake
'Cus the hood actin niggas start relaxin
Thinkin they can live in this world packin

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

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

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

Disrespect niggas you mufuckas go
But you know why? All them hatin
They makes real niggas best most 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 beat
(Beat)
The only thang you probably touch was a
(Feet)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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