Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

Yeah nigga, the hood is fucked up now
You niggaz got all crossed-up
Niggaz got the game real twisted, now
You is really hustlin' wrong
You niggaz got your wrong, mayne

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

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

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

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

Got kids movin' work, 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' these canaries all passes
gettin' dough wit a snitch, get in they asses
I'm classes, Dope Slangin 101
These hoe-ass don't want none of Bun
I'm takin' the back

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

I'm a G, hell yeah, I don't
Got yo bitch lookin' mad while Fingaz so full
I drank hard while you niggaz drank
But the boy Diddy fed, Bam got pulled

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

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

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

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 takin' the 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 grams, enough to get yo ass right
You smart wit it, get wit it, enough to get yo ass life
From out here in trenches
Ain't no love or second chance
Small-time offender, yo ass, you get enhanced

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

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

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

Niggaz gettin' knocked fed and six months ya back?
Off his head, we takin' the hood 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 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 takin back the streets, on the C
On but I'm cold wit the heat
Candy coated rock baller, twenty-chop
Bitches tryna steal my dick, I ain't to call her

Theres a lotta niggaz rappin, playin'
I don't see of the shit that you name
Where the car at? the bread at?
Where the girl you say 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 you rappin' 'bout
I'm havin' you pussy niggaz yappin' 'bout

When you see cocaine
You say you got it, nigga, me ten thangs
He gotta call his connect and
And he ain't got you co-na-vict nigga, I'm my hood back

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

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