Luyện nghe bài hát Hood

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

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

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

Im the realest muthafucka it comes to makin hits
So tha fuck up before I bust you in the lip
The street lifes on for the best to go
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
Nigga fuck tha fame all I is the doe
(Doe)
My aint Dough so dont be try me like a hoe

Im not your everyday that Im at your seat 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 break the rule, fo real

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

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

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

They tryna be me, they TV
try to imitate and thats what make em fake
'Cus the hood aint actin niggas relaxin
Thinkin they can live in this world packin

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

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

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

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

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

You me now, picture me Im sorry
Get ass summen boi it aint workin
You dont want a 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' your knuts
(Pow pow pow pow)
But still some niggas do it for a
(Mill)

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

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

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

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

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