Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

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

{What the fuck y'all niggaz thought, huh? What you bitch?
Are you stupid son, must be kid, What the fuck is wrong?
It's the Wu bitch, got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch
Get the back, 'fore we break 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 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
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 best lookin' good
Diamond she polishin'
In my hood, all the legal
At the same time we gotta killin' our people
Keep it in the hood, niggaz walk with gun
Keep it in the hood, where we come 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 dick sucked on the roof of the
Dice game in the park, blunt sessions after
Movin' the Wesson

to the God, we build and drop 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 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit'
Nying, nying, nying, me say

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

Weed thick enough to block the sun
Cops come, but thugs drop the gun, understood?
Far ya Hollywood
From day one, I vowed I would it in the hood
From chicks with hips and slim waists
five dollar plates apartment six-eighths
O.G., I spit G to the ones
I keep it in the hood that's where I 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 where thugs is born, in the
Blink to ya life is gone, in the hood
Convicts still with they mom
And they whole family tree is tattooed on arm, in the hood
fiend'd furnish a 'Lac, in the hood
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 slugs, in the hood
Babies born addicted to drugs, in the
We make or death decisions
And the school system is like a prison
So you can't knock the 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' 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' them ah 'bout di
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah 'bout di
Murder, Masta come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying,