Luyện nghe bài hát Iii Tha Hood Way

[ice
When I the words: murda murda, I concern a
in your burden brain
Niggas of me
here to eternity
Fuck hell cause I can the earth 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 ate, it's a quarter to 8
I'm in 8 with mc eiht and a 38 (yeah)
And I'm to ride for this shit
Muthafucka done invested his in this shit
And we ain't losin' rather take a chance
And ? ? your house like blue and red ends
you dance like holyfield
And we'll rob you like lennox
And you do nuthin' to us (nuthin')
Spent my life the west rollies
A few of 'em still in they 40's, what
Violatin

cube, mack 10 & eiht]

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

10]
Mack 10 is the lick, side is the click (yeah)
I get enough of this gangsta shit
So I drag my 5-7 the shores and the skate
? ? ? ? some vibrate for humpin' section 8
I stay g'd up and down, it's the bumper when it's
With my hair sportin' murder one shades
It's the heat bringer, king inglewood
And fuck every nigga that a hoo-banger (hoo-banger!)
No color lines make dimes, it's blind
And I ain't cause your rag ain't bright as mine
rock t-birds 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 down and dirty and screamin' fuck a bitch (fuck you bitch!)
Me, eiht and don off the hook together
It's iii tha way and hoo-bang forever, what

Chorus...

Three niggas, three felons with three strikes (yeah)
times equal 9's, khakis and knives
Roll on swings as I bumps the
Nice off I flip to the hard, my shit's
Small in the backseat with loc's
Tryin' to come up on cause we downer at last
Gun smoke, my 8's start to spittin'
Put the I scream loud, give a fuck who I'm hittin'
side compton, hoo-bang' fo' sho'
Put they work for my g's, six 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 take boy out tha hood
But you take the hood out a nigga
Hand on the trigga, geah

Chorus...

& eiht]
Iii tha hood way (fo' sho')
Iii tha hood way (for the 9-9 fool)
Iii tha way ye-yey (you know 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)
out the rag seven
Mack 10 (givin' yo' ass just you need)
That shit
West hoo-bangin' gangstas
fo' life

Babeeee...