Luyện nghe bài hát Iii Tha Hood Way

[ice
When I hear the words: murda murda, I a
Slug in burden brain
Niggas of me
From here to
Fuck hell cause I can feel the burn in me
Now we can meet, we can greet, we can see, we can eat
We can hold court in the
Whatcha do?
I just ate, it's a to 8
I'm in section 8 with mc and a 38 (yeah)
And I'm ready to ride for shit
Muthafucka done invested his in this shit
And we ain't rather take a penitentiary chance
And ? ? your house like some and red ends
Make you dance like
And rob you like lennox lewis
And you can't do to us (nuthin')
Spent my life with the west
A few of 'em gangbangin in they 40's, what
Violatin

[ice cube, mack 10 &

Gangstas the world go round
And down in the y-2-k
what they say
It's hoo-bang and we don't play
Eiht, and mack: iii tha hood way, geah
I said...

10]
Mack 10 is the lick, side is the click (yeah)
I can't get enough of this shit
So I my 5-7 down the shores and the skate
? ? ? ? play some vibrate for humpin' 8
I stay g'd up and down, the bumper when it's late
With my hair sportin' murder one shades
It's the heat bringer, king inglewood
And fuck nigga that ain't a hoo-banger (hoo-banger!)
No color lines make dimes, color blind
And I ain't trippin' cause rag ain't bright as mine
Let's rock up, sew up the place
Get on the chase and let us smoke our free base
I'm a go-getter, grinded till I'm rich
I stay down and dirty and screamin' fuck a (fuck you bitch!)
Me, eiht and don mega off the hook
It's iii tha way and hoo-bang forever, what

Chorus...

Three niggas, three time felons with strikes (yeah)
Three times equal 9's, and knives
Roll on swings as I the flashlight
off I flip to the hard, my shit's tight
Small nigga in the backseat with
Tryin' to come up on cash cause we downer at
Gun smoke, my tramp 8's start to
Put the hood I scream loud, give a who I'm hittin'
West side compton, hoo-bang' fo'
Put they work for my g's, six below
The murda show, ride with me
There's one life to so I cops the key
Once a time in the projects with heat
Slangin' my shit: you work, you don't eat
You can take this boy out tha
But you take the hood out a nigga
stays on the trigga, geah

Chorus...

[cube &
Iii tha hood way (fo' sho')
Iii tha hood way (for the 9-9 fool)
Iii tha hood way ye-yey (you how tha fuck we do it)
Iii tha hood way (hoo-bangin' fo' life!)
(geah)

The compton
Mc (tha criminal shit)
For ass
Ice (dumpin' out the trey)
out the rag seven
Mack 10 (givin' yo' ass what you need)
That thug
side hoo-bangin' gangstas
Compton fo'

Babeeee...