Luyện nghe bài hát Hood

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

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

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

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

Aimin at your doam buck-shot
(Rain)
Im deep offa damn, when a bout to explain
Nigga 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 your seat
I rob just a just to get my ass paid
I shine a brave on a old school
A act a fool if a nigga break the rule, fo real

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

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

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

They tryna be me, they TV
They try to imitate and thats make em fake
'Cus the hood aint actin start relaxin
they can live in this world without packin

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

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

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

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

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

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

If get hard 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 made a young nigga even
I guess thats the reason why a nigga baller
(Hey)

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

Nigga I sellin dope
But Im sellin this and shit
and all this bullshit
(Yeah)
Im sellin this crunk drink
(Yeah)

Yo, Im sellinall shit
Nigga Im CDs, DVDs,
Eva you need
(Uhh)
My niggas Trillville, they always keep it muthafuckin real

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