Luyện nghe bài hát Pants Hang Low

[Intro - Plies
Aye, man, muthafucka told me to pull my pants up homie (What?)
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthafucka and told him i'm the hood and that's how shit go

[Chorus -
I let my (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) low (Hang low)
So, you better not with my dough
if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how go
I let my my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how go

[Verse 1 -
I'm the home of goon, city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life, you want no problems
If you sweet and you it, fuck it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, with no revolvers
Real street nigga, need a good lawyer
two cases, fault both charges
In the hood, couple rules you must follow
If you then, slugs fill your body
my paper, get my shawty
Hustle all day, try to ride big
with three dope boys, hood call ha garbage
Will I fuck'a, I don't know, yeah, prolly
Just a hood nigga with alot of shawty
Who I hang with the most, my 40
Been labeled a goon, what the hood call me
Stay in the hood, I die homie, that's regardless

[Chorus -
I let my (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) low (Hang low)
So, you better not play my dough
if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how go
I let my my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the and that's how shit go

- Plies:]
Say i'm too hood, be
Don't a damn what you think about me
Say goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me,

[Verse 2 -
where you find the most snitches, and most guns
Go four parnters right now, on the run
of the city fellas other half got warrnts
Guns stay swole every of the month
If you ain't got 5, you better not
Hood cut throat, can't front
Bentley alright, get attention than the donk
No shirt, pants saggin' big charm
If it ain't top of the line, I don't want that
Geeked in this trap, come through the
Jack boys ridin', tryna find what they
last night, 4 g's what I spunt
police fuckin' wit me, better take his
'Cuz, if he get behind me, then i'm punch
554's under the hood, run
i'm from the hood, and this is how it done

[Chorus -
I let my pants (My Pants) low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my
if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, low (Hang low)
I'm from the and that's how shit go

- Plies:]
Say i'm too hood, be
Don't give a damn what you about me
Say i'ma goon, me
Don't give a what you think about me, nigga

[Outro - Mannie Fresh
Yaaahhhh, and gentlemen
You're now to the ghetto music
And, being supplied to you by the realest in charge,
Plies, and the dude fresh, yeah
Good night