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 in the house
nuthin but clownin, y'know I'm sayin'?
And goin' out to all them thug niggas worldwide, y'know I'm sayin'?

it out

Here goes another gang tale from that street cat
lesson: don't be slippin' without your gat
Cause out here they be trippin' on all kinds of
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 represent like you got no sense at all
On every corner that is clear, hit your on the wall (geah - hey)
Jump in the back seat, we on a
Reminiscin' about my homies that died
I lay and close my eyes and wonder
How many niggas the hood gon' take under (geah)
But it's a fact; that these niggas be
Gon' get caught up the muthafuckin mac
But it's all good, doing dirt, puttin' in
I got 4 tha hood
on

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

wait to hit the gate at 3 p.m.
A 159 killers I'm to kick it with them
Let my rag hang out the button hole
I'm ready to stack chips higher than a totem
Geah, I hopes this gang shit ever cease
Duckin' and dodgin' from the police
To the west, we got power, one scary
Hoodrats by the dozen, everybody's
Caviar selling's how we our biz
Drive-by shooting's just the way it is
in the bushes, straps in a stash
Liquor run, somebody better make a dash
Living that life on the ain't 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 love for hood?
You got for your love?
we got love for our hood...

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

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