Luyện nghe bài hát In My Hood

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

Ya niggas lay down, young in stay down
Get hit wit AK rounds, ya ass gonna make it
You niggas'll get out, wit blood and ya brains out
Have ya on the shiverin' and shakin'

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

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

Gimme a second, holla, I'ma see what's up
I got my razor and my
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 nowhere my strap
In my
A little dro, a 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 somethin' around to buck
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 safe to have more than a eighth
come to ya place, put a gun in ya face

Tell ya open the safe, as ya heart start to
'Cuz a robbery can turn a homi-case
Cooperate or doc'll have to
I pop you run a light than pop at jake

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

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

In my
Niggas got 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 stay on point, I to my gat
In my
Niggas might at me
So I keep somethin' to buck back
In my

The house off the hook 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 niggas is trippin'

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

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

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

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