Luyện nghe bài hát Love 4 Tha Hood

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

it out

Here goes another gang tale from that smart cat
First lesson: don't be slippin' your gat
out here they be trippin' on all kinds of shit
From the colors to the way that you hit switch
Don't be a soft-ass
Just belong to the gang of your choice with hand on your trigga
Now like you got no fuckin' sense at all
On every corner is clear, hit your name on the wall (geah - hey)
in the back seat, we on a hoo-ride
Reminiscin' about my homies that died
I lay back and close my and wonder
How many muthafuckin' the hood gon' take under (geah)
But it's a fact; that these be slippin'
Gon' get caught up with the mac
But it's all good, doing dirt, in work
I got 4 tha hood
on

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

Can't wait to hit the at 3 p.m.
A 159 killers I'm to kick it with them
Let my rag slightly out the button hole
I'm ready to stack chips higher than a totem
Geah, I hopes this gang shit don't cease
Duckin' and dodgin' the school police
To the west, we got power, one scary
by the dozen, everybody's cousin
Caviar how we handle our biz
Drive-by shooting's the way that it is
Cavi in the bushes, straps in a
store run, somebody better make a dash
Living life on the edge ain't nuthin (uh get'em)
You not wanna be startin' something
But geah, it's all good, dirt, puttin' in work
I got for the hood, come on

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

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

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