Luyện nghe bài hát Project Niggas

[Verse- Buck](Prodigy)
The sound of gunshots, the smell of sweets
Ki's of is all a nigga see
And all these niggas be for a lick to hit
'cause it dont like we leavin these bricks to quit
On them hot summer nights we be servin them
On them cold winter we be shootin AK's
You aint safe around here or in the
Its for himself nigga 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 when you gettin out the hood"), Never
My people need me, my is still here
tho police be hatin im still here
Im standin on this till my pockets bigger
Im goin to my as a project nigga

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

Prodigy]
P is a triple threat, VIP, the
P, bitch get a at his arm
We megastars, we got bulletproof
And we ridin in them shits, with the in the door
Baum, is the only thing we
I aint pickin seed out my weed '94
In New York, the projects is we feel safe
Surrounded by the others like us, we
All the bullshit, get you niggas a
This is our life, we aint got no
Look we enjoy ourselves in the of hell
Shots poppin niggas might run up on you and tell
blow you away, you'll die with ya gun on ya waist
Half assed in a bare cold
you aint got strength like the Mobb and G-Unit
In the ghetto, my rear run up in ya place

Young Buck/(Prodigy)]
You can take me out the hood but the hood in me
A Project till the Lord convict me
(Yo we hood niggas, Project Niggas, everybody know we some ass niggas)
You can take me out the but the hood still 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
Blood i can it, Buck im losin my patience
rap shit, dudes got it fucked up boy
Dont you know we gettin so we got more toys?
I fucked ya bitch, nuthin of it
Got mad drama but we out clubbin
We still out gunnin, the Mac clips
Homie we got this and yall aint have
Baby aint nuthin you know im that crack shit
Like im still on the block, bunch of flippin
Still in the kitchen cookin, that Trip Beam
fiends baggin watch them lick the plate clean
Do for my niggas up north from them state greens
Bustin them hammers for clippin my sing
All my hood niggas worry just maintain
You know what it is what i bang

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