Luyện nghe bài hát Neighborhood

[Verse 1:
At night I think about it, them niggas can't me
Them bitches try to me, a nigga came up out it
Talking about it, niggas 'bout it, you just talking
How could they me? How could they doubt me? They wasn't around me
How they give and take it from us?
All of my that made it with us
Fuck all them haters, they can't get in
I was impatient, I was in a
I taking that molly, her mind up
I care for nothing, I made it, I
Fuck all the comments, they on us
Tell them they want this cause nobody this
I be stacking it up, they not be no love, I got that shit out the mud
I sit in front of that jug, I didn't have much, I made it to court
I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe lady the world
'Til I did it for her, for her, she still my favorite

Birdman]
Yeah, we them bricks in my neighborhood
Double strap with the macks in my
We get the money, flip them hundreds in my
I staying tote down in my neighborhood
Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get flipped
Hustle for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga
We all in my neighborhood
We get them hundreds, keep it through my neighborhood

2: Ralo]
Counting the bricks, counting the bricks, counting the
I your bitch, you want your bitch, she want the dick
Pull up, pull up in that Wraith with the plugs, of these niggas gon' take it from us
Fucking us, nigga you would, I be fucking these hoes in the club
Fuck the OP, I know that I did it, all of my gon' handle their business
I get it, I spend it, you know I'm winning, none of my niggas been broke in a minute
All of these bitches embrace me, I think because of my bracelet
You see look on they faces, you know them niggas was hating
Tell 'em that I'm gonna win, I'm gonna do it again, none of my have been
I got out of the pen, now get rich off a pen
Do you me selling dope?
I used to live at yellow stone
Now a nigga doing better
I ain't going back to broke

Birdman]
Yeah, we them bricks in my neighborhood
Double strap with the in my neighborhood
We get the money, flip them hundreds in my
I staying tote down in my neighborhood
Bust and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get flipped nigga
just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga
We all gravy in my
We get them hundreds, keep it running through my

[Verse 3: Derez
Ever hear the song? ain't money, got the Rollie and they still on me
On the highway with no and they still on me
I got a stick on it right now, that loud talking, better pipe
'Fore I catch a body now, yeah I'm talking right now
Officer outside claiming 'fore you try, better think about it
Wrist roll, nigga bank about it, having paper rounds
of these niggas be lying, most of these niggas be lying
Never a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, what's on the back of your mind?
I'm on that mob shit, we steal it, we rob shit, we it
No swiping, no cop shit, in the trench, got dope in the in the skillets
Crips and Bloods show me love in my
Before you cross me, be cautious in my neighborhood

Birdman]
Yeah, we move bricks in my neighborhood
Double with the macks in my neighborhood
We get the money, flip them in my neighborhood
I staying stay down in my neighborhood
Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get flipped
Hustle for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga
We all in my neighborhood
We get hundreds, keep it running through my neighborhood