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 dont look we leavin these bricks to quit
On them hot summer nights we be them whites
On them cold winter days we be AK's
You aint around here or in the yard
Its everyman for himself livin is hard
You see the cars, the bars, the ghetto stars
Some got money and forgot who they are
We rob, kill, steal,
("Ayo dunn you gettin out the hood"), Never
My need me, my heart is still here
Even tho police be im still here
Im on this corner till my pockets bigger
Im goin to my grave as a nigga

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

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

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

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

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