Luyện nghe bài hát In My Hood

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

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

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

Niggas'll eatcha ass up 'cuz they turn cold
Now you be a victim or you can lock and load
Party jumpin', shorty bouncin' ass
I wanna

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

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

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

I don't trust a soul when the D's come they fold
On my case they told
Where I'm from it safe 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 start to
'Cuz a can turn into a homi-case
Cooperate or doc'll to operate
I pop you run a light than 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'
Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is runnin'
That make it harder and 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 don't go without my strap
In my
A little dro, a lil'
A nigga juz know how to act

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

The house party off the until them shots go off
Well what you get for stuntin' on my block, show off
Uh, you shit outta if niggas catch you slippin'
Crack money slow, so you know is trippin'

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

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

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

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