Luyện nghe bài hát Hood star

Yuh! Minds, {?}
Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin
is beautiful man
But niggaz respect niggaz, y'knahmsayin?
You a man out just for him to dog you out
Niggaz appreciate shit, fuck 'em all!

[Chorus: Jennings]
So you this weed
It's respect that'll my nigga
Double back through the water if you cross a
greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga
And get my nigga
I'm a marijuana smokin, never been
I don't give a fuck the po-lice, I'm a hood star!
Sixteen on my Impala
I'm a motherfuckin gangsta, ahh

[Verse
These niggaz wanna be in my shoes, but feet too small
They only so I turn to, just to see me fall
The new code in the streets, that's by the phony
If you cain't beat him, just the police on him
Or hate on him so bad try to the world against him
Go in the studio a hoe make some bullshit and diss him
But none of surprise me I done been through it all
17 years in the game, game, DJ Paul
I done seen the real, I seen the fake
I done seen fake turn real to fake
Cause hateism is a disease, it's like AIDS
They feed you shit for years, and then they you to your grave

[Verse
First I'm broke, so I hang out the rat and roach
And broke, cause I'm sleepin on apartment flo's
The hood struggle is to get it, got to the change
See every dark is like the dark cloud full of
You wonder why niggaz high and robbin folks
Ain't nuttin to tell you but to pack yo' and let it go
Them junkies get a fuckin kick, they smoke a brick
I never a drug dealer ever call it quits
But get (yessir~!) Make the block pop off
snitchin man they heads will get chopped off
The feds tappin fool it's dangerous when you hood
So don't get lost in the sauce slingin crack'n