Luyện nghe bài hát My Neighborhood

(ABK)
My full of drama, killas and thugs
Everybodys by throwing em up
a quick hi, hello, or beat down baby
Even the cops know the blocks that its all crazy
Its alright cause its sweet hood
Even though of us is up to no good
You gotta love it when you and raised
In place of problems that you gotta face
Im a native in the city of Detroit streets
With a warrior mentality wont at ease
Tomahawk in one hand, blunt in the
So I can just get high and swing at
how it is, I protect my shit
On my front porch serving up fat lips
So and see me if you down to hang
But when you in the mix you cant be acting strange

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My neighborhood what its all crack up to be
So much

(Boondox)
H-double in the double 7-0 is where you finding me
With that front porch living got lawn chair high
But dont mistake this lifestyle for a to try
Cause its a reason to die, we country folk bangin
Them dirt road junkies know country folk slangin
Got that hard, that soft, that prescription for mentals
My neighborhood got them backwoods credentials
Two 4 door chevies, ones on blocks, the pumped out
Bad ass kids leaving grown punked out
Trailer cooking serving up that ass
City folks cars swerving them hoes walk past
them cornbread booties got em hypnotized
Spending college tuitions just to them thighs
My to some might seem worlds away
But this is I stay, Red clay, G-A

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(Female)
My
(ABK)
Is on lock cause we it that way
(Female)
My
(ABK)
Is a place where the play
(Female)
My
(ABK)
Can see right through you if you dont
(Female)
My
(ABK)
Can all the weak and build up the strong
(Female)
My
(Boondox)
Is on some shit like you never seen
(Female)
My
(Boondox)
Red dirt roads full of and fiends
(Female)
My
(Boondox)
Country fucking mouths never heard of no blocks
(Female)
My
(Boondox)
Is so far out, dont calling no cop

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