Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

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

{What the fuck y'all niggaz thought, What you thinkin' bitch?
Are you stupid son, must be stupid kid, the fuck is wrong?
It's the Wu bitch, ain't got a clue bitch, tie ya bitch
Get the fuck back, 'fore we break a fuck,
Tryin' to tell y'all niggaz, give you a fair warnin', just a chance to
So you can see ya kids, yo son nah, I split 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 it one more time then y'all can fuck
how we do it in the hood
Yo, yeah, the mic up, yeah, yo

Y'all niggaz better y'all hoodies
Take money, jewelry, in the hood
You find the best woman lookin'
Diamond she need
In my hood, all the legal
At the same time we gotta stop killin' our
Keep it in the hood, niggaz walk they gun
Keep it in the hood, that's we come from

I rep Brooklyn, of the gangsta
I a few murderer, drug dealer
In the hood, we speak 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
game in the park, blunt sessions after dark
Movin' with the

Welcome to the God, we build and a lesson
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' them ah talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit'
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 a nine and talk with gang signs
In the hood, put twenties on Hoopties
Four heads, one forty ounce and a
And keep dough on the flip, a hoe on the
And roll dick on the flip

Weed clouds thick enough to the sun
come, but thugs never drop the gun, understood?
Far ya Hollywood
day one, I vowed I would keep it in the hood
From project with hips and slim waists
From five dollar plates apartment
O.G., I spit G to the ones
I keep it in the 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 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa come wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

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

The you love'll fill you with slugs, in the hood
born addicted to drugs, in the hood
We make life or death
And the school is like a minimal prison
So you can't knock the or the life that I'm livin'
In the hood, it all good, repent 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' ah talk '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' ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Killa come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying,