Luyện nghe bài hát Love 4 Tha Hood

Lil' hawk & 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 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 another gang tale from that smart cat
First don't be slippin' without your gat
Cause out here be trippin' on all kinds of shit
From the colors to the way you hit your switch
Don't be a 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 is clear, hit your name on the wall (geah - hey)
Jump in the seat, we on a hoo-ride
about my muthafuckin homies that died
I lay back and my eyes and wonder
How many muthafuckin' the hood gon' take under (geah)
But it's a fact; that niggas be slippin'
Gon' get up with the muthafuckin mac
But it's all good, doing dirt, in work
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? geah
(throw your shit in the air like you just care)

Can't to hit the gate at 3 p.m.
A 159 killers I'm ready to kick it them
Let my rag hang out the button hole
I'm ready to stack chips higher than a pole
Geah, I hopes this gang shit don't cease
Duckin' and dodgin' from the police
To the west, we got power, one time's
by the dozen, everybody's cousin
Caviar selling's how we our biz
shooting's just the way that it is
Cavi in the bushes, in a stash
Liquor run, somebody better make a dash
Living that 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 your
Cause we got for our hood...

[da
I grabs my strap and tha fuckin b.g. local loc's
We doin' more dirt, in work
I walks around like compton me something
Tote gats in the of my lac, fool, I be dumpin
16 years young and I'm the
Hittin' you - up like a pager you gets like sega
Only g's come from the west
So ? ? ? ? ? like a doctor I proceeds to stitch chest
Prrrraaa... how you like 'em know, we mad
Like t.l.c. I creep through 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 better be up
Cause foe gon' pull inside my
block will 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 love for your
I da foe's in the house, nigga
I said da foe's in the
We got for our hood
Do you got love for your
Da in the house
True thugs from the muthafuckin streets
Compton sewed up from the 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,
fools uh
And coward-ass
Niggas quik ha ha ahaha, geah