Luyện nghe bài hát Love 4 Tha Hood

Lil' & bird in the house (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, I'm sayin'?
And this goin' out to all them thug niggas worldwide, I'm sayin'?

it out

Here goes another gang tale from that smart cat
First lesson: don't be slippin' without gat
Cause out they be trippin' on all kinds of shit
From the colors to the way that you hit your
Don't be a nigga
Just belong to the gang of your with your hand on your trigga
Now represent like you got no sense at all
On every corner that is clear, hit your name on the (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 hood gon' take (geah)
But it's a fact; that niggas be slippin'
get caught up with the muthafuckin mac
But all good, doing dirt, puttin' in work
I got love 4 tha
on

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

Can't wait to hit the at 3 p.m.
A 159 I'm ready to kick it with them
Let my rag hang out the button hole
I'm ready to stack chips higher than a pole
Geah, I this gang shit don't ever cease
Duckin' and dodgin' from the school
To the west, we got power, one time's
Hoodrats by the dozen, cousin
Caviar selling's how we our biz
Drive-by just the way that it is
Cavi in the bushes, in a stash
Liquor store run, somebody better a dash
Living that life on the edge ain't (uh get'em)
You not wanna be startin' 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 your
we got love for our hood...

[da
I grabs my strap and tha fuckin b.g. local loc's
We doin' dirt, puttin' in work
I walks around like owes me something
Tote gats in the of my lac, fool, I be dumpin
16 young and I'm the maker
Hittin' you - up like a pager you played like sega
Only real g's come the west
So ? ? ? ? ? like a doctor I to stitch your chest
Prrrraaa... how you like 'em know, we mad
t.l.c. I creep through your hood and put you to sleep
Let's it clearly understood
Like niggas ? can damn? o.g.'s in the pen and we the hood
Shit, your be raisin up
Cause foe gon' pull my back
Your block will get tore up with mac (10)
your eyes and see (yeah)
Cause we got love for the muthafuckin' hood,

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