Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

Yeah nigga, the hood is up right now
You got shit all crossed-up
Niggaz got the real twisted, right now
You niggaz is really wrong
You niggaz got your wrong, mayne

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

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

Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballers, up your mind
A lot of niggaz hustlin' backwards, need to press
There's some playin' dirty pool, bad Cali bandits
They crossin' up the Trill and man, ya boy just stand it

Motherfuckers need to be reprimanded and jacked
These boys is givin' the wrong niggaz out respect
Break ya neck to fuck wit a nigga that compromise yo
Yo doin' shit you know it until the good

Got kids work, hustlin' by the school
youngsters, they hits states, this whole shit on the cool
Matter fact, fuck the cool, you niggaz to hear me
Breakin' with certified snitches, don't come near me

You givin' these canaries all these passes
gettin' dough wit a snitch, get in they asses
I'm teachin' classes, Slangin 101
These hoe-ass niggaz don't none of Bun
I'm the hood back

Niggaz gettin' knocked fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the back
Damn, I coulda swore they ya ass ten flat
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 club it's 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 lookin' mad while them Fingaz so full
I drank hard you niggaz drank Bull
But the boy like fed, Bam got pulled

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

Yeah, I grind for the paper, fuck small towns, go
Fuck a phones, goin' pagers
It's young low Frazier, shoot good with no
And every shot hit, I throw no grazer

Some talk, nigga and real talk nigga
a ridah, whoever killed off, nigga
And I put that on Pat, Screw and
Young low bitch, I you and leave, hoe
We takin' the hood

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

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

A grams, enough to get yo ass right
You smart wit it, get caught wit it, to get yo ass life
From out here in trenches
no fuckn' love or second chance
Small-time offender, lose yo ass, you get

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

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

I'm alert, I'm aware, I'm focused, I'm on top of
I you how to stop that bitch
Get ig'nant wit choppa bitch
Tomorrow promised, snitch today, die tonight
We know your spot, me and my niggaz ride tonight

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

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
Hell naw, we the hood back
We in the club it's good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the back

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

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

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

you see some 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 his head, we takin' the hood back
Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat
Now home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood back

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
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