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 but clownin, y'know I'm sayin'?
And this goin' out to all them thug niggas worldwide, I'm sayin'?

it out

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

Uh, geah, geah,
We got love for our
(throw your in the air)
Do you got love 4 your hood? c'mon
(throw shit in the air like you just 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 slightly out the button hole
I'm ready to chips higher than a totem pole
Geah, I this gang shit don't ever cease
Duckin' and from the school police
To the west, we got power, one scary
Hoodrats by the dozen, everybody's
selling's how we handle our biz
Drive-by just the way that it is
Cavi in the bushes, straps in a
Liquor run, somebody better make a dash
Living that on the edge ain't nuthin (uh get'em)
You best not wanna be startin'
But geah, it's all good, dirt, puttin' in work
I got love for the hood, on

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

[da
I my strap and represent tha fuckin b.g. local loc's
We doin' more dirt, puttin' in
I walks around like owes me something
Tote 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 played sega
Only g's come from the west
So ? ? ? ? ? like a doctor I proceeds to stitch chest
Prrrraaa... how you 'em know, we mad deep
Like t.l.c. I through your hood and put you to sleep
make it clearly understood
Like ? can damn? o.g.'s in the pen and we runnin' the hood
Shit, better be raisin up
Cause foe gon' pull inside my
Your block get tore up with this mac (10)
Open eyes and see (yeah)
we got love for the muthafuckin' hood, yeah

We got for our hood
Do you got love for hood?
I da foe's in the house, nigga
I said da in the house
We got love for our
Do you got love for your
Da in the house
blue thugs from the muthafuckin streets
Compton sewed up 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 ha ha ahaha, geah