Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

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

{What the fuck y'all thought, huh? What you thinkin' bitch?
Are you stupid son, must be stupid kid, What the fuck is
It's the Wu bitch, ain't got a 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 feed you this, but you ain't eat it
So now you got to, it}

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

Y'all niggaz rock y'all hoodies
money, snatch jewelry, in the hood
You the best woman lookin' good
Diamond she need
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 come

I rep Brooklyn, of the gangsta
I know a few murderer, dealer
In the hood, we speak mathematics and
the total weight of the brain, Allah real
Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80
Get my dick sucked on the of the projects
Dice in the park, blunt sessions after dark
with the Wesson

Welcome to the God, we build and a lesson
Pussyhole testin', in the
Got the word 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, Killa come 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 halls waitin' to shine
Walk with a nine and talk with signs
In the hood, niggaz put twenties on
heads, one forty ounce and a loosie
And dough on the flip, a hoe on the strip
And roll dick throw on the

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

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

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

The you love'll fill you with slugs, in the hood
Babies born addicted to drugs, in the
We make life or death
And the school system is a minimal prison
So you can't 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 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 talk di
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' ah talk 'bout di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit'
Nying, nying,