Luyện nghe bài hát Hoodlum

Verse 1 -

I said I'm hoodied up and my pants low, man I'm on my shit
Shawty from the that I'm fuckin' that's my hood chick
Sour kush and haze man my homies go that good
Sippin on juice and gin (engine) nah that's really hood shit
Know real goons who did a bid come home and still gang bang
lock they pop trigger they hit the block and they still slang
See em' on the corner and pushing white bro aight' so, know they got the flame like a pyro
If you want it's a wrap like a gyro
Never a gun, nor' do I need to
come though with the hawk or the eagle
Six feet while your fetal leave you
One clip gone wait for the sequel BANG!
on my wrist cost some pesos
Gucci round' my cus' my trues I let em hang low.

I don't give a hold up imma hoodlum
ACG'S pants sag imma'
posted on the block with my imma' hoodlum
I don't give a shit mother fucka' imma x2

Verse 2
Momma' told me to stay
This street shit you play parts
Come through in that van, broad day let the K spark
Fonto on my dick, but leave me alone it's weed
Half of these niggas' ain't seen the shit I seen
started me with 2 grams I threw that shit on that beam
Triple beams dream
I could buy a jag green
In my pocket thats cream
gotta protect that by all means
And that means you gon
Take a you might feen
Alrdy gangs' my team get robbed but just don't scream
I see that chain let me get that piece run up on nigga with that desert eag and it go BANG..bang bang bang
the gang I claim nigga behave
might yo grave
So dont be brave,

I don't give a fuck hold up hoodlum
ACG'S sag imma' hooldum
posted on the block with my homies hoodlum
I don't give a shit mother imma hoodlum x2

Verse 3 :
I don't give a fuck fucka' I'm a hoodlum
I'm a christian but I don't fuck with pork just like a
Fuck the d's fuck the ds if you with the boys dont fuck with me
All my niggas dirty, all yo' clean
Told yo' bitch she not my call her billy jean
Yeah, I call her jean
They aint' about that life, ain't about that life
Nigas think drug dealing cus' they bust a sale twice
I was never soft, always all my issues
Yo' niggas pointing fingers, my niggas pointing
they got his man now, homie tryna' blame me
How rico say it? niggas die day b!

I don't give a hold up imma hoodlum
ACG'S pants sag imma'
posted on the block my homies imma' hoodlum
I don't give a shit mother fucka' hoodlum x2