Luyện nghe bài hát In My Hood

Niggas they face up at me
On some real shit son they don't want
I cock that, aim shit out the window
I spray, there ain't a left in my heat

Ya niggas better lay down, in stay down
Get hit wit AK rounds, ya ass ain't make it
You niggas'll get laid out, wit and ya brains out
Have ya on the shiverin' and shakin'

I'm from South motherfucker
Where explode
If you like ya on fire, boy
Drop and

eatcha ass up 'cuz they heart turn cold
Now you be a victim or you can lock and load
Party jumpin', shorty that ass
I fuck

a second, I'ma holla, I'ma see what's up
I got my razor and my
My pistol in
ya ass up nicely if ya play me like a punk

In my
Niggas got for me
But I don't go nowhere without my
In my
A little dro, a lil'
A juz don't know how to act

In my
Niggas is
I on point, I hold to my gat
In my
Niggas might at me
So I keep around to buck back
In my

I don't trust a motherfuckin' soul when the D's come they
On my first case they
Where I'm from it ain't to have more than a eighth
Niggas'll come to ya place, put a gun in ya

Tell ya open the safe, as ya heart to race
a robbery can turn into a homi-case
Cooperate or doc'll to operate
Because I pop you run a light pop at jake

me son
Niggas'll go on for cake
thirsty niggas are lurkin'
You have to catch 'em and 'em

I'm observant in my hood, niggas be dummin'
go off at the dice game, all you see is them runnin'
That it harder and harder to pump on the block
I'm a hustler, how the fuck am supposed to eat when hot?

In my
Niggas got for me
But I go nowhere without my strap
In my
A little dro, a lil'
A nigga juz know how to act

In my
is grimy
I stay on point, I to my gat
In my
Niggas buck at me
So I keep around to buck back
In my

The party off the hook until them shots go off
that's what you get for stuntin' on my block, show off
Uh, you shit luck if niggas catch you slippin'
Crack slow, so you know niggas is trippin'

Shorty down there on that Queens track, takin' a
Shit, bitch get outta pocket, she needs some
Peep the feins shootin' in his arm in the alley
Look at the chrome spinners, on that black Denali

The grimy niggas where I'm don't wanna see you chipped up
You shine they gone jux you about to ya whip up
It ain't to do good in my hood
Blaaow, you not to do good now

In my
Niggas got for me
But I don't go nowhere my strap
In my
A little dro, a lil'
A nigga juz don't how to act

In my
is grimy
I stay on point, I to my gat
In my
might buck at me
So I keep somethin' around to buck
In my