Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

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

I gotta watch you hoe-ass
time for the teacher
To sit back in the of the class, nigga
Right over the
And teach you hoe-ass niggaz the rules,

'Cause ain't nobody showin you
How to get money the way
If you get money, bitch
'Cause you gon' everybody money up on the real

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

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

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

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

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

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
clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood back

I'm a G, yeah, I don't bull
Got yo bitch lookin' mad while 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 all black
Come through side and leave yo' house flat

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

Some killa talk, nigga and real nigga
Middlefingaz' a ridah, whoever killed off,
And I put on Pat, Screw and Steve
low bitch, I clap you and leave, hoe
We the hood back

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

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

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

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

See I disperse to dope, the most felon, strictly G's
No Glock shit, rock shit, strictly kis
I my paper, I was taught by older niggaz
Cold blooded killas, dope dealers, 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 ain't promised, today, die tonight
We know your spot, me and my gon' ride tonight

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the hood
Damn, I coulda swore gave 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 like it's good, in the hood and you a rat
clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood back

I'm takin the streets, thang on the C
On parole but I'm cold wit the
Candy coated baller, twenty-chop crawler
tryna steal my dick, I ain't bout to call her

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

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

you see some cocaine
You say you got it, nigga, bring me ten
He gotta call his and shit
And he ain't got you co-na-vict nigga, I'm takin' my hood

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

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
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