Luyện nghe bài hát Iii Tha Hood Way

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

[ice cube, mack 10 &

Gangstas make the world go
And stayin' in the y-2-k
That's 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 of this gangsta shit
So I drag my 5-7 down the shores and the
? ? ? ? play vibrate for humpin' section 8
I stay g'd up and down, it's the bumper it's late
my hair bitch-braid sportin' murder one shades
It's the bringer, king inglewood swinger
And fuck every that ain't a hoo-banger (hoo-banger!)
No lines make dimes, it's color blind
And I ain't trippin' your rag ain't bright as mine
Let's rock t-birds up, sew up the
Get on the paper chase and let us smoke our free
I'm a straight go-getter, till I'm rich
I down and dirty and screamin' fuck a bitch (fuck you bitch!)
Me, eiht and don mega off the together
It's iii tha way and hoo-bang forever, what

Chorus...

Three niggas, three time felons three strikes (yeah)
Three times 9's, khakis and knives
on swings as I bumps the flashlight
Nice off I flip to the hard, my shit's
Small nigga in the with loc's
Tryin' to up on cash cause we downer at last
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 feet
The show, muthafuckas ride with me
There's one to live 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 this boy out tha
But you can't the hood out a nigga
stays on the trigga, geah

Chorus...

[cube &
Iii tha hood way (fo' sho')
Iii tha way ye-yey (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)
Dumpin' out the rag
Mack 10 (givin' yo' ass what you need)
That shit
side hoo-bangin' gangstas
Compton fo'

Babeeee...