Luyện nghe bài hát Hood star

Yuh! Minds, {?}
Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin
is beautiful man
But niggaz don't niggaz, y'knahmsayin?
You help a man out for him to dog you out
Niggaz don't shit, fuck 'em all!

[Chorus: Jennings]
So you crack this
It's respect that'll cost my
Double through the water if you cross a nigga
It's greasy at the top, don't off my nigga
And get lost my
I'm a marijuana smokin, never broken
I don't a fuck about the po-lice, I'm a hood star!
inches on my Impala
Daddy I'm a gangsta, ahh

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

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