Luyện nghe bài hát Love 4 Tha Hood

Lil' & bird in the house (geah)
Niggas on the run in the (right)
Da foe in the (that's right)
My d.t. in the house (ain't nuthin' but clownin', geah baby)
The thugs in the house
Ain't nuthin but clownin, I'm sayin'?
And this out to all them thug niggas worldwide, y'know I'm sayin'?

it out

Here goes another gang from that street smart cat
lesson: don't be slippin' without your gat
Cause out they be trippin' on all kinds of shit
From the colors to the way that you hit switch
be a soft-ass nigga
Just belong to the gang of your choice with your hand on your
Now represent like you got no sense at all
On every that is clear, hit your name on the wall (geah - hey)
in the back seat, we on a hoo-ride
Reminiscin' about my muthafuckin that died
I lay back and my eyes and wonder
How muthafuckin' niggas the hood gon' take under (geah)
But it's a fact; that niggas be slippin'
Gon' get caught up with the mac
But all good, doing dirt, puttin' in work
I got love 4 tha
on

Uh, geah, geah,
We got love for our
(throw hands in the air)
Do you got love 4 hood? geah c'mon
(throw your in the air like you just don't care)

Can't to hit the gate at 3 p.m.
A 159 killers I'm ready to it with them
Let my rag hang slightly out the hole
I'm ready to chips higher than a totem pole
Geah, I hopes this shit don't ever cease
and dodgin' from the school police
To the west, we got power, one time's
Hoodrats by the dozen, everybody's
selling's how we handle our biz
Drive-by shooting's just the way it is
Cavi in the bushes, in a stash
Liquor store run, better make a dash
Living that on the edge ain't nuthin (uh get'em)
You best not wanna be something
But geah, it's all good, doin dirt, puttin' in
I got for the hood, come on

(hey)
Who got love for hood?
You got for your love?
Cause we got for our hood...

[da
I grabs my strap and represent tha fuckin b.g. local
We more dirt, puttin' in work
I walks around compton owes me something
gats in the back of my lac, fool, I be dumpin
16 young and I'm the maker
Hittin' you - up a pager you gets played like sega
Only real g's from the west
So ? ? ? ? ? like a doctor I proceeds to your chest
Prrrraaa... how you like 'em know, we mad
Like t.l.c. I creep through your hood and put you to
Let's make it understood
niggas ? can damn? o.g.'s in the pen and we runnin' the hood
Shit, your better be up
Cause foe gon' pull my back
block will get tore up with this mac (10)
Open eyes and see (yeah)
Cause we got love for the muthafuckin' hood,

We got for our hood
Do you got for your hood?
I said da foe's in the house,
I da foe's in the house
We got for our hood
Do you got for your hood?
Da in the house
True thugs from the muthafuckin streets
Compton sewed up from the top to the bottom
Nigga, you thug niggas we got 'em
You hoe bitches we got 'em
Uh cluck-heads, uh
one-time, geah
Skanless-ass niggas,
fools uh
And coward-ass
Niggas like quik ha ha ahaha,