Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

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

{What the fuck niggaz thought, huh? What you thinkin' bitch?
Are you stupid son, must be stupid kid, What the is wrong?
It's the Wu bitch, ain't got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe
Get the fuck back, 'fore we a fuck, listen
Tryin' to tell y'all niggaz, you a fair warnin', just 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 time then y'all can fuck
Y'know how we do it in the
Yo, yeah, the mic up, yeah, yo

Y'all better rock y'all hoodies
money, snatch jewelry, in the hood
You find the best lookin' good
she need polishin'
In my hood, all the gunshot
At the same time we stop killin' our people
Keep it in the hood, niggaz 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 mathematics and build
What's the total of the brain, Allah real
Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80
Get my sucked on the roof of the projects
Dice game in the park, sessions after dark
Movin' the Wesson

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

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

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

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

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

This is the where thugs is born, in the hood
Blink to long ya is gone, in the hood
still live with they 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 cops, in the hood

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

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 talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm 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 talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come wit' nying
Nying, nying,