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 Jonny
(Uh huh)

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

We can it to the street nigga if u got beef
aint home wit it Ima knock out your teeth
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 shut tha up before 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 your buck-shot rain
(Rain)
Im deep offa damn, a nigga bout to explain
Nigga tha fame all I want is the doe
(Doe)
My aint Dough so dont be try me like 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 if a nigga break the rule, fo real

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

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

I know for a fact you aint 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, watch TV
They try to imitate and thats what em fake
'Cus the hood aint actin niggas start
Thinkin can live in this world without packin

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

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

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

Disrespect everywhere you mufuckas go
But you know why? All them hatin
They makes real niggas that 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 bitchin me now, me Im sorry
Get your ass summen boi it aint
You dont 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 takin shit
(Fuck, shit)
We gon' bust knuts
(Pow pow pow pow)
But some niggas do it for a mill
(Mill)

If times get hard then you gain up your
(Grill)
Fo real, the hood, man where a nigga
And I aint trippin, 'cus 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, no nigga
Is gonna my muthafuckin paper
(Neva that)
Non a nigga,
(Yeah)
Im out here on my everyday
(Yeah)

I aint sellin dope
But Im sellin this beats and
Rhymes and all bullshit
(Yeah)
Im sellin crunk energy 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 and fake always stay fake
Neva hate