Luyện nghe bài hát Neighborhood

[Verse 1:
At I think about it, them niggas can't without me
Them bitches try to me, a nigga came up out it
about it, niggas ain't 'bout it, you just talking
How they doubt me? How could they doubt me? They wasn't around me
How could they give and take it us?
All of my niggas that it with us
Fuck all them haters, can't get in touch
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 cause nobody done this
I be stacking it up, not be showing no love, I got that shit out the mud
I sit in front of that jug, I didn't have much, I barely made it to
I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe that lady the
'Til I did it for her, for her, she still my girl

[Hook:
Yeah, we move bricks in my neighborhood
strap with the macks in my neighborhood
We get the money, flip hundreds in my neighborhood
I staying tote down in my neighborhood
Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get 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 2:
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, none of these gon' take it from us
Fucking with us, nigga you would, I be fucking hoes in the club
Fuck the OP, I know I did it, all of my niggas gon' handle their business
I get it, I spend it, you know that I'm winning, none of my been broke in a minute
All of these bitches embrace me, I think it's of my bracelet
You see that look on faces, you know them niggas was hating
Tell 'em that I'm gonna win, I'm gonna do it again, none of my niggas been
I got out of the pen, now get rich off a pen
Do you remember me dope?
I to live at that yellow stone
Now a nigga doing better
I ain't ever going to broke

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

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

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