Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

{The story you're to see, occurred along the main
Trading route, on the 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 kid, What the fuck is wrong?
It's the Wu bitch, got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch
Get the fuck back, we break 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, I split 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 more time then can fuck
how we do it in the hood
Yo, yeah, the mic up, yeah, yo

Y'all niggaz better rock hoodies
Take money, jewelry, in the hood
You find the best woman lookin'
Diamond she polishin'
In my hood, all the gunshot
At the same time we stop killin' our people
it in the hood, niggaz walk with they gun
Keep it in the hood, that's where we from

I rep Brooklyn, of the gangsta
I know a few murderer, drug
In the hood, we mathematics and build
What's the total weight of the brain, Allah
Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80
Get my dick sucked on the of the projects
game in the park, blunt sessions after dark
Movin' with the

to the God, we build and drop 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, millimeter me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Masta Killa calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

Aey yo, we boys in the hood, big bad wolves in the
It all good, pass the goods
Deep in the project waitin' to shine
Walk with a nine and talk 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 enough to block the sun
Cops come, but never drop the gun, understood?
Far from ya
From day one, I vowed I would it in the hood
From project chicks with hips and 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 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 talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm wit'
Nying, nying, nying, me say

This is the place where is born, in the hood
Blink to long ya life is gone, in the
Convicts still live they mom
And they whole family tree is tattooed on they arm, in the
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 cops, in the hood

The ones you fill you with slugs, in the hood
born addicted to drugs, in the hood
We make or death decisions
And the school system is like a prison
So you can't knock the hustle or the life 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 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, Masta come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying,