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 but clownin', geah baby)
The eihthype in the house
Ain't nuthin but clownin, y'know I'm
And this goin' out to all them thug 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 they be trippin' on all kinds of shit
the colors to the way that you hit your switch
Don't be a soft-ass
Just to the gang of your choice with your hand on your trigga
Now represent like you got no fuckin' at all
On corner that is clear, hit your name on the wall (geah - hey)
Jump in the seat, we on a hoo-ride
Reminiscin' about my muthafuckin that died
I lay back and my eyes and wonder
How many muthafuckin' niggas the hood gon' under (geah)
But it's a fact; that niggas be slippin'
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 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 just care)

Can't to hit the gate at 3 p.m.
A 159 I'm ready to kick it with them
Let my rag slightly out the button hole
I'm ready to stack chips than a totem pole
Geah, I hopes gang shit don't ever cease
and dodgin' from the school police
To the west, we got power, one scary
Hoodrats by the dozen, cousin
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, somebody better make a
Living that life on the edge ain't (uh get'em)
You best not wanna be something
But geah, it's all good, doin dirt, in work
I got love for the hood, on

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

[da
I grabs my and represent tha fuckin b.g. local loc's
We doin' dirt, puttin' in work
I around like compton owes me something
Tote in the back of my lac, fool, I be dumpin
16 years 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 stitch your
Prrrraaa... how you 'em know, we mad deep
Like t.l.c. I creep through your and put you to sleep
Let's make it clearly
Like niggas ? can damn? o.g.'s in the pen and we runnin' the
Shit, better be raisin up
Cause foe gon' pull my back
Your block 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 said da in the house
We got love for our
Do you got for your hood?
Da foe's in the
True blue thugs from the streets
sewed 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
Punk one-time,
Skanless-ass niggas,
Mark-ass uh
And coward-ass
like quik ha ha ahaha, geah