Luyện nghe bài hát Love 4 Tha Hood

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

it out

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

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

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

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

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I my strap and represent tha fuckin b.g. local loc's
We doin' more dirt, in work
I walks like compton owes me something
Tote gats in the of my lac, fool, I be dumpin
16 young and I'm the maker
Hittin' you - up like a pager you gets played sega
Only 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 your hood and put you to
Let's make it clearly
Like ? can damn? o.g.'s in the pen and we runnin' the hood
Shit, better be raisin up
Cause foe gon' pull my back
Your block get tore up with this mac (10)
your eyes and see (yeah)
Cause we got love for the muthafuckin' hood,

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