Luyện nghe bài hát Neighborhood

[Verse 1:
At night I think about it, them niggas without me
Them bitches try to doubt me, a nigga up out it
Talking it, niggas ain't 'bout it, you just talking
How could they me? How could they doubt me? They wasn't around me
How could they give and it from us?
All of my niggas made it with us
Fuck all them haters, can't get in touch
I was impatient, I was in a
I taking that molly, making her up
I care for nothing, I made it, I
Fuck all the comments, they on us
Tell them they want this cause nobody done
I be stacking it up, they not be no love, I got that shit out the mud
I sit in front of jug, I didn't have much, I barely made it to court
I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe that the world
I did it for her, for her, she still my favorite girl

[Hook:
Yeah, we them bricks in my neighborhood
Double strap the macks in my neighborhood
We get the money, them hundreds in my neighborhood
I tote stay down in my neighborhood
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 hundreds, keep it running 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 with us, 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 that I'm winning, none of my been broke in a minute
All of bitches embrace me, I think it's because of my bracelet
You see that on they faces, you know them niggas was hating
Tell 'em that I'm win, I'm gonna do it again, none of my niggas have been
I got out of the pen, now get rich off a pen
Do you remember me dope?
I used to live at that yellow
Now a doing better though
I ain't going back to broke

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

[Verse 3: De'Shon]
Ever hear the song? Time ain't money, got the and they still on me
On the highway with no license and still on me
I got a stick on it right now, that loud talking, better down
I catch a body right now, yeah I'm talking right now
Officer outside county 'fore you try, better think about it
Wrist roll, nigga about it, everybody having paper rounds
Most of these be lying, most of these niggas be lying
Never committed a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, on the back of your 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 closet in the
Crips and Bloods show me love in my
Before you cross me, be cautious in my neighborhood

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