Luyện nghe bài hát Iii Tha Hood Way

[ice
When I hear the words: murda, I concern a
Slug in your brain
Niggas of me
here to eternity
Fuck cause I can feel the earth burn in me
Now we can meet, we can greet, we can see, we can eat
We can court in the street
wanna do?
I just ate, a quarter to 8
I'm in 8 with mc eiht and a 38 (yeah)
And I'm ready to ride for this
done invested his life in this shit
And we ain't losin' rather take a penitentiary
And ? ? your house like some and red ends
Make you like holyfield
And we'll rob you like lennox
And you do nuthin' to us (nuthin')
my life with the west rollies
A few of 'em still gangbangin in 40's, what
Violatin

cube, mack 10 & eiht]

Gangstas the world go round
And stayin' in the y-2-k
That's they say
It's hoo-bang and we don't play
Eiht, cube and 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 drag my 5-7 the shores and the skate
? ? ? ? play some vibrate for humpin' 8
I stay g'd up and down, it's the when it's late
With my bitch-braid sportin' murder one shades
It's the heat bringer, inglewood swinger
And every nigga that ain't a hoo-banger (hoo-banger!)
No color make dimes, it's color blind
And I ain't cause your rag ain't bright as mine
Let's rock up, sew up the place
Get on the paper and let us smoke our free base
I'm a go-getter, grinded till I'm rich
I down and dirty and screamin' fuck a bitch (fuck you bitch!)
Me, and don mega off the hook together
It's iii tha hood way and hoo-bang forever,

Chorus...

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

Chorus...

& eiht]
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 way ye-yey (hoo-bangin' fo' life!)
(geah)

The shit
Mc (tha criminal shit)
For ass
Ice (dumpin' out the trey)
Dumpin' out the rag
Mack 10 (givin' yo' ass what you need)
thug shit
West side gangstas
fo' life

Babeeee...