Luyện nghe bài hát Still My Hood

[Intro - Joe Budden -
See
People can't to it, don't understand it
Cause ain't never been there, they ain't from there
I it

[DJ On Point - talking last line of Intro (echo)]
As we wrap this up
We this one (Still My Hood)

[Verse 1 - Joe
though they hate 'em (oh),
even though when a try to make a come up
(It's a), it's another waitin just to run up
they sellin rocks for shorts
And every around twelve you hear them shots go off (talk to 'em)
And niggaz is rats, some boys is wired
And the in the supermarket's all expired (whoa)
Every a liquor store, an abandoned building
parents at the liquor store abandonin children (let's go)
Though the sky seems gray, we'll get through the
And though they fill our grade schools with metal detectors
Some cops is crooked and indecent
And you can catch a body up the from the precinct
we got a lot of shit wrong, a lot of shit goin on
Gotta love it, the place I was born,
so I sit here dedicatin song
This is still my

[Chorus - Joe Budden - w/ ad
Now everywhere I roam, though keep the chrome,
it's no place like
is still my hood
And far from fine, I may like other places but they far from mine
love my hood
And I only one place that be like that, if I ever leave, trust
I'll be right
It's my
It may not be good, it may not be it should
But let me get one thing understood, this is my hood

[DJ On - talking over Chorus]
Shout to on the beat
Can't NV, what up nigga?

2 - Joe Budden]
You know they got them Macs out until ya up
And the barbers'll ya line up (this is still my hood)
Hold up 'cause though
You can't meet a girl ain't fucked a you know (gotta love my hood)
This the place you can't get a job
They look at you, you young and you black
get the out of dodge (fuck out of here)
Get a gun, get some crack, feel like our only op'
Tell ourselves we'll fall back as as that money stop (oh!)
feast on ya watch (and)
And dudes stand on the corner like if life passes us by at we
watch (talk to 'em)
Clowns get (whoa), gangstas get recorded (whoa)
Mami don't know if she should it or abort it (get rid of it)
Cops never will catch me, I'm aware all my warrants
And I'm not goin down (naw), naw not goin down (nah)
Carjackings, is imperial here
And I dare you find a ratchet the serial, yeah
Though you have to raise ya gun, just to raise ya sums
This the place you want to raise ya son (never that)
A few dudes'll argue they favorite rapper
dudes sit and think of different ways they could yak ya
Don't take it personal, it's the paper they after
So I mine on me, just in case I might have to
and still no other that I'd rather
love my hood

[Chorus - w/ ad

3 - Joe Budden]
If you've never been, you can't know about it (naw)
System's fucked up, the is overcrowded (whoa)
Murder is up and as a matter of fact
A couple of close friends of mine have to that
And I rate above it,
I know it seems odd but I it and I love it (naw)
Naw, I hate that I it (yeah, yep)
The same that seem to get me always pissed
As soon as I leave, I miss, it's always like this
So small, knows everybody
It's body body, it's robbery after robbery
on the strip, some girls'll be a ho
We got a few local legends, I the world'll never know
Jers to Little Rock, the hood'll never die down
B-More, D.C., Compton, Chi-Town, New York to VA, ya town's my town
go

[Chorus - 2X - w/ ad

- Joe Budden - talking]
Whoa!
This out to everybody in every hood man
no matter where ya at, ya from
New Orleans,
Vancouver, London, T. Dot
Wherever you at, I don't care man [fades out]