Luyện nghe bài hát Hood

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

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

We can take it to the nigga if u got beef
aint home wit it Ima knock out your teeth
Wear your niggas keepin talkin shit
Im in your damn house wit girl on my dick

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

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

Im not your everyday dough Im at your seat everyday
I rob a deal 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 bitches and
(Uh huh)
Specially tellin you fake-ass out there
(Fuck yall)
You know recognize real
(Yeah)
And niggas always wanna hate and shit

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

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

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

Somethin Janet Jackson, still lovin
And how we broke it down a muthafuckin cratchin
Too transaction and wont nobody
Until you raise your mouth like a muthafuckin

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

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

Disrespect niggas you mufuckas go
But you know why? All them hatin
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 bitch and you that beat
(Beat)
The only thang you 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]

me the bitch hard like a dick
(Dick)
Ready to fuck, we takin shit
(Fuck, shit)
We gon' your 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 nigga
And I aint trippin, 'cus where I had the deal
Shit, and made a nigga even stronger
I guess thats the why a nigga stay baller
(Hey)

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

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

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

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