Luyện nghe bài hát Hood Mentality

Fuck school, nigga, I'ma be a dealer
I'ma be a killa, yep, a guerrilla
I'ma stack scrilla, yeah, buy me a
a 5-0 to my auntie Priscilla

I don't a fuck that she look like Thriller
Hit shit one more time and fuck around and kill her
'Cause I got the heart of a Steeler
Black nigga draped in gold, with a nine

Love money, jail, love that penitentiary mail
Love the way these niggaz smell, keep comin' back, you tell?
Love to see my mama cry, love to see my babies
Love to see my woman juggle nuts 'cause she got to

I don't a fuck how my life go
Now I'm a slave man to this caveman Geico
Everybody wanna call Michael a
But he never came through the hood with a rifle

Gunnin' niggaz down 'cause they don't got the clothes
Hit the wrong 'cause we shoot just like hoes
First I was thirsty, Mr.-Mr. Controversy
Now I beg for mercy, should have took my ass to Berkeley

If you don't wanna shake hood mentality
How the fuck we to change our reality?
If you don't wanna shake hood mentality
How the we supposed to change our reality?

Fuck school nigga, if I grow a little
Everybody tell me I'm gon' do it, I'm be a baller
So that thinkin', fuck that thank
And fuck Lincoln's, I want Franklin's

Come back here with my crew
I'm have my own shoe
I'm gon' be that little fool comin' in your living
Starting point nigga, fresh out of middle school
Either the NBA or it's the NFL

I don't what else I can do to keep my ass up out of jail
I wanna be like Tiger Woods, swing club, make you sick
(I be like Pacman Jones)
(I wanna be like Vick)
I be like Barry Bonds
(I be like O.J. Simpson)

Leave this field, this prison
Tell you motherfuckers where to 'em
I wanna be all broke up, all old and slow
I wanna be a alcoholic like Broadway Joe
I wanna be a sideshow, kinda like Iron
to have a few Bentleys, now I just ride a bike

If you don't shake that hood mentality
How the fuck we to change our reality?
If you don't wanna shake that hood
How the fuck we supposed to change our

Fuck school, nigga, they tryin' to educate me
All they a fuck is what I memorized lately
I'm gon' have to teach myself, clock that money, get wealth
I wanna be like Santa Claus, I don't wanna be no elf

No kid left but he get the run-around
Can't you motherfuckers see that they tryin' to dumb us
trust the government, President is for sale
He don't give a fuck about a nigga, just a oil
crack, go to jail, bust a rap, go to hell

Do I got to sell my soul if I go to Yale?
Go kiss Oprah's ass if you be Gail
I'd rather my ass kissed up in Bloomingdale
You can go be a pimp, you can go be a hoe
But you only gon' get paid off you know
If you don't know shit, then you work for me
'Cause you read your first in the penitentiary

If you don't wanna shake that mentality
How the fuck we supposed to our reality?
If you don't wanna shake that hood
How the fuck we supposed to our reality?