Luyện nghe bài hát Project Niggas

[Verse- Buck](Prodigy)
The sound of gunshots, the smell of sweets
Ki's of cocaine is all a see
And all these be lookin for a lick to hit
'cause it look like we leavin these bricks to quit
On them hot summer nights we be servin whites
On them cold winter days we be AK's
You aint safe around here or in the
Its everyman for himself livin is hard
You see the cars, the bars, the ghetto super
Some niggas got money and forgot who are
We rob, kill, steal,
("Ayo dunn when you gettin out the hood"),
My people me, my heart is still here
Even tho police be im still here
Im standin on this corner my pockets bigger
Im goin to my grave as a project

Young Buck/(Prodigy)]
You can take me out the but the hood still in me
A Project Nigga the Lord convict me
(Yo we niggas, Project Niggas, everybody know we some ghetto ass niggas)
You can take me out the hood but the still in me
A Nigga till the Lord convict me
(Straight hood niggas, Project Niggas, yall better know we some ass niggas)

Prodigy]
P is a triple threat, VIP, the
P, bitch get a at his arm
We megastars, we got cars
And we ridin in them shits, the guns in the door
Baum, is the only we smoke
I pickin seed out my weed since '94
In New York, the projects is we feel safe
Surrounded by the others us, we embrace
All the bullshit, get you a void
is our life, we aint got no choice
Look we ourselves in the middle of hell
Shots poppin niggas might run up on you with and
Like blow you away, you'll die ya gun on ya waist
Half assed in a cold case
Nigga you aint got strength like the Mobb and
In the ghetto, my niggas rear run up in ya

[Chorus- Buck/(Prodigy)]
You can take me out the but the hood still in me
A Nigga till the Lord convict me
(Yo we niggas, Project Niggas, everybody know we some ghetto ass niggas)
You can take me out the hood but the hood in me
A Project till the Lord convict me
(Straight hood niggas, Project Niggas, yall better know we some ass niggas)

Havoc]
Gun thru these niggas that hatin
i can taste it, Buck im losin my patience
This rap shit, dudes got it up boy
Dont you we gettin money so we got more toys?
I fucked ya bitch, nuthin of it
Got mad but we still out clubbin
We still out gunnin, the Mac clips
Homie we got this and yall have this
Baby aint nuthin you know im spittin that crack
Like im still on the block, bunch of flippin
Still in the kitchen cookin, that Trip Beam
Have fiends baggin watch them lick the plate
Do this for my niggas up north them state greens
Bustin them hammers for clippin my sing
All my niggas dont worry just maintain
You know it is G-Unit's what i bang

Young Buck/(Prodigy)]
You can take me out the but the hood still in me
A Project till the Lord convict me
(Yo we hood niggas, Niggas, everybody know we some ghetto ass niggas)
You can me out the hood but the hood still in me
A Project Nigga till the Lord me
(Straight hood niggas, Project Niggas, better know we some ghetto ass niggas)