Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

{The story you're about to see, occurred the main
Trading route, on the border between the North and
At a small called Red Clay Village}

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

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

Y'all niggaz better rock y'all
Take money, snatch jewelry, in the
You the best woman lookin' good
she need polishin'
In my hood, all the legal
At the time we gotta stop killin' our people
Keep it in the hood, niggaz walk with gun
Keep it in the hood, that's where we come

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

Welcome to the God, we build and drop a
Pussyhole testin', in the
Got the from the hoodrat
on the wood

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, Killa come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

Aey yo, we boys in the hood, big bad wolves in the
It ain't all good, the goods
Deep in the project waitin' to shine
Walk with a nine and talk with signs
In the hood, put twenties on Hoopties
Four heads, one ounce and a loosie
And keep on the flip, a hoe on the strip
And roll dick throw on the

Weed clouds enough to block the sun
Cops come, but thugs drop the gun, understood?
Far from ya
day one, I vowed I would keep it in the hood
From project chicks hips and slim waists
From five dollar plates apartment
O.G., I spit G to the young
I keep it in the hood 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' ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Masta come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

This is the place thugs is born, in the hood
Blink to ya life is gone, in the hood
Convicts still live with mom
And they whole tree is tattooed on they arm, in the hood
Crack fiend'd furnish a 'Lac, in the
Africans be drivin' cabs, in the
In the the ghetto is hot
And the illest gangsters, on the block with cops, in the

The ones you love'll fill you with slugs, in the
Babies addicted to drugs, in the hood
We make or death decisions
And the school system is like a minimal
So you can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm
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' them ah 'bout di
Murder, Killa 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' them ah 'bout di
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come wit' nying
Nying, nying,