Luyện nghe bài hát Project Niggas

[Verse- Buck](Prodigy)
The sound of gunshots, the smell of sweets
of cocaine is all a nigga see
And all niggas be lookin for a lick to hit
'cause it dont look like we leavin these to quit
On them hot nights we be servin them whites
On cold winter days we be shootin AK's
You aint safe around or in the yard
Its everyman for himself nigga is hard
You see the cars, the bars, the ghetto stars
Some niggas got and forgot who they are
We rob, kill, steal,
("Ayo dunn when you out the hood"), Never
My need me, my heart is still here
Even tho police be im still here
Im standin on corner till my pockets bigger
Im to my grave as a project nigga

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

[Verse-
P is a triple threat, VIP, the
P, get a look 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 pickin out my weed since '94
In New York, the is where we feel safe
Surrounded by the like us, we embrace
All the bullshit, get you a void
This is our life, we got no choice
Look we enjoy in the middle of hell
Shots poppin might run up on you with and tell
Like you away, you'll die with ya gun on ya waist
Half assed in a cold case
Nigga you aint got strength like the and G-Unit
In the ghetto, my niggas run up in ya place

[Chorus- Buck/(Prodigy)]
You can take me out the hood but the 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, better know we some ghetto ass niggas)

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

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