Luyện nghe bài hát Hood star

Yuh! Minds, {?}
Three 6 Mafia, Jennings, goin down
Life is man
But niggaz don't respect niggaz,
You help a man out for him to dog you out
don't appreciate shit, fuck 'em all!

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

One]
These niggaz wanna be in my shoes, but they feet too
They only so I turn to, just to see me fall
The new in the streets, that's used by the phony
If you beat him, just call the police on him
Or hate on him so bad try to turn the against him
Go in the studio like a hoe make some and diss him
But none of surprise me I done been through it all
17 years in the game, real game, DJ
I done the real, I done seen the fake
I done seen fake bitches turn real to
Cause hateism is a disease, it's kinda AIDS
They you shit for years, and then they send you to your grave

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