Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

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

{What the fuck y'all niggaz thought, What you thinkin' bitch?
Are you son, must be stupid kid, What the fuck is wrong?
the Wu bitch, ain't got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch
Get the fuck back, 'fore we a fuck, listen
to tell y'all niggaz, give 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 fuck it one more 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
money, snatch jewelry, in the hood
You find the best woman lookin'
she need polishin'
In my hood, all the legal
At the same we gotta stop killin' our people
Keep it in the hood, niggaz walk with 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 speak mathematics and
What's the total of the brain, Allah real
Slang jacks and gats, in the hood, 80 proof
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 build and drop a
Pussyhole testin', in the
Got the word from the
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' them ah 'bout di
Murder, Masta 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 halls waitin' to
Walk with a nine and talk with gang
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

Weed clouds thick enough to the sun
Cops come, but thugs never the gun, understood?
Far ya Hollywood
From day one, I vowed I keep it in the hood
From chicks with hips and slim waists
From dollar plates apartment six-eighths
O.G., I G to the young ones
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 '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 is tattooed on they arm, in the hood
Crack fiend'd furnish a 'Lac, in the
be drivin' cabs, in the hood
In the streets the is hot
And the illest gangsters, on the with cops, in the hood

The ones you fill you with slugs, in the hood
Babies addicted to drugs, in the hood
We make life or decisions
And the school system is a minimal prison
So you can't knock the hustle or the 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, millimeter 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

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 calm wit' nying
Nying, nying,