Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

Yeah nigga, the hood is up right now
You niggaz got shit all
Niggaz got the game real twisted, now
You is really hustlin' wrong
You got your grind wrong, mayne

I gotta watch you niggaz
It's for the teacher
To sit back in the front of the class,
Right over the
And you hoe-ass niggaz the rules, nigga

'Cause nobody showin you niggaz
How to get money the way
If you gon' get money,
'Cause you gon' fuck money up on the real

Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballers, up your mind
A lot of niggaz hustlin' backwards, to press rewind
There's some playin' dirty pool, bad Cali bandits
They crossin' up the Trill and man, ya boy just can't it

Motherfuckers need to be reprimanded and straight
boys is givin' the wrong niggaz out here respect
Break ya neck to fuck wit a that compromise yo hood
Yo doin' shit you know it cool until the

Got movin' work, hustlin' by the school
Using youngsters, hits states, this whole shit on the cool
Matter fact, fuck the cool, you need to hear me
Breakin' bread with certified snitches, don't come me

You niggaz givin' these canaries all these
Fuck gettin' dough wit a snitch, get in asses
I'm teachin' classes, Slangin 101
These hoe-ass niggaz want none of Bun
I'm takin' the hood

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya
Off with his head, we takin' the hood
Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like
Hell naw, we the hood back
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we the hood back

I'm a G, hell yeah, I bull
Got yo bitch lookin' mad while them Fingaz so
I drank hard you niggaz drank Bull
But the boy Diddy fed, Bam got pulled

And I was taught to my own
Picture spider lock ya down, burna zone, nigga
Hell yeah, I'm bout dat, shirt all black
Come through side and leave yo' house flat

Yeah, I for the paper, fuck small towns, go major
Fuck a phones, goin' pagers
It's young low Frazier, good with no lasers
And every hit, I don't throw no grazer

Some killa talk, nigga and real talk
Middlefingaz' a ridah, whoever off, nigga
And I put that on Pat, and Steve
Young low bitch, I you and leave, hoe
We takin' the back

gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we the hood back
Damn, I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the back

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like
naw, we takin' the hood back
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood back

A thousand-eight grams, enough to get yo ass
You smart wit it, get wit it, enough to get yo ass life
out here in these trenches
Ain't no fuckn' love or chance
offender, lose yo ass, you get enhanced

Speak not, keep yo' shut, investigate the whole place
Make 'em think it's cool, follow that round the whole day
The game ain't the same at all, changed for the
Nigga got the less time he came wit it first

See I disperse to dope, the most felon, strictly G's
No more shit, rock shit, strictly kis
I gets my paper, I was by older niggaz
Cold blooded killas, dope dealers, niggaz

I'm alert, I'm aware, I'm focused, I'm on top of
I show you how to stop that
Get ig'nant wit this bitch
Tomorrow ain't promised, snitch today, die
We know your spot, me and my gon' ride tonight

Niggaz gettin' goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the back
Damn, I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we the hood back

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it that
Hell naw, we takin' the hood
We in the like it's good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood

I'm takin the streets, thang on the C
On but I'm cold wit the heat
Candy coated rock baller, crawler
Bitches tryna steal my dick, I ain't to call her

a lotta niggaz rappin, playin' games
I don't see none of the that you name
the car at? Where the bread at?
Where the you say that got that 'Five head' at?

Where the at? Where the Glocks at?
In yo' mind and on the mic, the only place at
That's my you rappin' 'bout
I'm everythin you pussy niggaz yappin' 'bout

When you see cocaine
You say you got it, nigga, bring me ten
He gotta his connect and shit
And he ain't got you nigga, I'm takin' my hood back

Niggaz gettin' goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the hood
Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat
Now home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood back

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like
Hell naw, we takin' the hood
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood