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 here Jonny
(Uh huh)

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

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

Im the muthafucka when it comes to makin hits
So shut tha fuck up 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 buck-shot
(Rain)
Im offa damn, when a nigga 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 Im at your seat everyday
I rob just a deal to get my ass paid
I shine like a on a old school
A nigga act a fool if a nigga 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 hate and shit

(Yeah)
You niggas 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 on this country
You fall to the ground disrespect to my
You sound raw nigga go home you cant

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

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

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

Yall aint see a nigga like me
Ive been all 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 them niggas
makes real niggas 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 and you swear that beat
(Beat)
The thang you probably touch was a feet
(Feet)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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