Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

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Trading route, on the border the North and South
At a small outpost called Red Clay

the fuck y'all niggaz thought, huh? What you thinkin' bitch?
Are you stupid son, must be kid, What the fuck is wrong?
the Wu bitch, ain't got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch
Get the fuck back, 'fore we break a fuck,
to tell y'all niggaz, give you a fair warnin', just a chance to live
So you can see ya kids, yo son nah, before I ya wig
I'd rather you this, but you ain't wanna eat it
So now you got to, it}

Yo the, yo
Let me fuck it one time then y'all can fuck
Y'know how we do it in the
Yo, yeah, the mic up, yeah, yo

Y'all niggaz better y'all hoodies
Take money, snatch jewelry, in the
You find the woman lookin' good
Diamond she polishin'
In my hood, all the gunshot
At the same time we gotta stop our people
it in the hood, niggaz walk with they gun
Keep it in the hood, that's where we from

I rep Brooklyn, home of the
I a few murderer, drug dealer
In the hood, we speak mathematics and
What's the total weight of the brain, Allah
Slang jacks and gats, in the hood, 80 proof
Get my sucked on the roof of the projects
Dice game in the park, blunt after dark
with the Wesson

Welcome to the God, we build and a lesson
testin', in the hood
Got the word from the
Shorty on the

Murder, bad boy ya off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, millimeter me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

Aey yo, we boys in the hood, big bad in the woods
It ain't all good, the goods
Deep in the project halls to shine
Walk with a and talk with gang signs
In the hood, niggaz put twenties on
heads, one forty ounce and a loosie
And keep dough on the flip, a hoe on the
And dick throw on the flip

clouds thick enough to block the sun
Cops come, but thugs never the gun, understood?
Far from ya
From day one, I vowed I keep it in the hood
From project chicks with hips and waists
From dollar plates apartment six-eighths
O.G., I G to the young ones
I it in the hood that's where I come from

Murder, bad boy ya off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, millimeter me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Masta come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

This is the where thugs is born, in the hood
Blink to long ya life is gone, in the
Convicts live with they mom
And whole family tree is tattooed on they arm, in the hood
Crack furnish a 'Lac, in the hood
Africans be drivin' cabs, in the
In the streets the is hot
And the gangsters, on the block with cops, in the hood

The ones you love'll you with slugs, in the hood
born addicted to drugs, in the hood
We make life or decisions
And the system is like a minimal prison
So you knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin'
In the hood, it ain't all good, repent or you

Murder, bad boy ya off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, nine me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Masta come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, men an' ah talk 'bout di
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah 'bout di
Murder, Masta come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying,