Luyện nghe bài hát Iii Tha Hood Way

[ice
When I the words: murda murda, I concern a
Slug in burden brain
heard of me
From here to
Fuck hell cause I can feel the earth in me
Now we can meet, we can greet, we can see, we can eat
We can hold in the street
Whatcha do?
I just ate, it's a to 8
I'm in section 8 mc eiht and a 38 (yeah)
And I'm ready to ride for this
Muthafucka done invested his in this shit
And we ain't losin' rather take a penitentiary
And ? ? your house like some blue and red
Make you dance holyfield
And we'll rob you like lewis
And you do nuthin' to us (nuthin')
my life with the west rollies
A few of 'em still in they 40's, what
parolies

[ice cube, 10 & eiht]

Gangstas make the world go
And stayin' in the y-2-k
That's what say
It's muthafucka and we don't play
Eiht, and mack: iii tha hood way, geah
I said...

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

Chorus...

Three niggas, three time felons three strikes (yeah)
Three times equal 9's, and knives
Roll on as I bumps the flashlight
Nice off I to the hard, my shit's tight
Small nigga in the with loc's
Tryin' to come up on cash we downer at last
Gun smoke, my tramp 8's start to
Put the I scream loud, give a fuck who I'm hittin'
West compton, hoo-bang' fo' sho'
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
Once upon a time in the projects heat
Slangin' my you don't work, you don't eat
You can take boy out tha hood
But you take the hood out a nigga
Hand stays on the trigga,

Chorus...

[cube &
Iii tha way ye-yey (fo' sho')
Iii tha hood way (for the 9-9 fool)
Iii tha hood way ye-yey (you know how tha we do it)
Iii tha way ye-yey (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 just you need)
thug shit
West side hoo-bangin'
Compton fo'

Babeeee...