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 (ain't nuthin' but clownin', geah baby)
The thugs in the house
Ain't nuthin but clownin, y'know I'm
And this goin' out to all thug niggas worldwide, y'know I'm sayin'?

it out

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

Uh, geah, geah,
We got for our hood
(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 ready to kick it them
Let my rag hang slightly out the button
I'm ready to stack chips higher than a pole
Geah, I hopes this gang shit ever cease
and dodgin' from the school police
To the west, we got power, one scary
Hoodrats by the dozen, everybody's
Caviar how we handle our biz
Drive-by shooting's just the way it is
in the bushes, straps in a stash
Liquor store run, somebody better make a
Living life on the edge 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 love for love?
we got love for our hood...

[da
I grabs my strap and represent tha fuckin b.g. loc's
We doin' more dirt, in work
I around like compton owes 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 played sega
Only g's come from the west
So ? ? ? ? ? like a doctor I proceeds to stitch your
Prrrraaa... how you like 'em know, we mad
Like t.l.c. I creep your hood and put you to sleep
Let's make it clearly
Like niggas ? can o.g.'s in the pen and we runnin' the hood
Shit, your be raisin up
foe gon' pull inside my back
Your block will get up with this mac (10)
your eyes 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 in the house, nigga
I said da in the house
We got for our hood
Do you got love for hood?
Da in the house
True blue thugs from the muthafuckin
Compton sewed up from the top to the bottom
Nigga, you want niggas we got 'em
You hoe bitches we got 'em
Uh cluck-heads, uh
Punk one-time,
Skanless-ass niggas,
fools uh
And coward-ass
Niggas quik ha ha ahaha, geah