Luyện nghe bài hát In My Hood

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

Ya niggas better lay down, young in stay
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 shiverin' and shakin'

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

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

Gimme a second, I'ma holla, see what's up
I got my razor and my
My pistol in
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 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' around to buck
In my

I don't trust a motherfuckin' soul when the D's come they
On my first case 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 start to
'Cuz a robbery can into a homi-case
or doc'll have to operate
Because I pop you run a light than pop at

me son
Niggas'll go on for cake
These thirsty niggas are
You have to '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 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 little dro, a lil'
A nigga juz don't 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

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

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

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 good to do good in my hood
Blaaow, you know not to do now

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