Luyện nghe bài hát Project Niggas

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

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

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

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

[Verse-
Gun thru these that stay hatin
Blood i can taste it, Buck im my patience
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 out gunnin, dumpin 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, of police flippin
Still in the kitchen cookin, that Trip Beam
Have fiends baggin them lick the plate clean
Do this for my niggas up north them state greens
Bustin them hammers for clippin my sing
All my hood niggas dont worry just
You know what it is 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 ghetto ass niggas)
You can take me out the but the hood still in me
A Project Nigga till the Lord me
(Straight hood niggas, Project Niggas, yall better we some ghetto ass niggas)