Luyện nghe bài hát In My Hood

Niggas screw they 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 shell left in my

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

I'm from side motherfucker
gats explode
If you feel ya on fire, boy
and roll

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

a second, I'ma holla, I'ma see what's up
I got my and my handgun
My in trunk
Carve ya ass up if ya play me like a punk

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
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

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

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

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

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

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

In my
is grimy
I stay on point, I to my gat
In my
Niggas might at me
So I keep somethin' 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 outta if niggas catch you slippin'
money slow, so you know niggas is trippin'

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

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

In my
got love for me
But I don't go nowhere without my
In my
A little dro, a Hennessey
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 somethin' around to buck back
In my