Luyện nghe bài hát In My Hood

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

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

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

Niggas'll eatcha ass up 'cuz they heart turn
Now you could be a victim or you can and load
jumpin', shorty bouncin' that ass
I fuck

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

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

I don't trust a motherfuckin' soul when the D's they fold
On my first they told
Where I'm from it ain't safe to have than a eighth
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 pop at jake

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

I'm in my hood, these niggas be dummin'
Shots go off at the 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 to eat when it's hot?

In my
got love for me
But I don't go without my strap
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 might at me
So I keep somethin' to buck back
In my

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

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

The niggas where I'm from don't wanna see you chipped up
You shine they gone jux you 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 don't go 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 keep around to buck back
In my