Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

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

I gotta watch you niggaz
time for the teacher
To sit back in the of the class, nigga
over the blackboard
And you hoe-ass 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, grinders and ballers, open up mind
A lot of niggaz hustlin' backwards, need to press
There's niggaz playin' dirty pool, bad Cali bandits
They up the Trill and man, ya boy just can't stand it

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

Got kids work, hustlin' by the school
Using youngsters, they hits states, 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 all these passes
gettin' dough wit a snitch, get in they asses
I'm teachin' classes, Slangin 101
These hoe-ass don't want none of Bun
I'm takin' the hood

Niggaz gettin' goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the back
Damn, I coulda 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
naw, we takin' 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 a G, hell yeah, I don't
Got yo bitch mad while them Fingaz so full
I drank while you niggaz drank Bull
But the boy Diddy fed, Bam got pulled

And I was to hold my own
Picture lock ya down, brother burna zone, nigga
Hell yeah, I'm bout dat, slacks all black
Come through sunny side and leave yo' house

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

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

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

A grams, enough to get yo ass right
You smart wit it, get caught wit it, enough to get yo ass
out here in these trenches
Ain't no fuckn' love or second
Small-time offender, yo ass, you get enhanced

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

See I disperse to dope, the most felon, strictly G's
No more Glock shit, rock shit, kis
I gets my paper, I was taught by niggaz
blooded killas, dope dealers, Sodom 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 choppa
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 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 that
Hell naw, we the hood back
We in the club like it's good, in the and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the back

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

a lotta niggaz rappin, playin' games
I don't see none of the shit that you
the car at? Where the bread at?
Where the girl you say 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 lifestyle you rappin'
I'm havin' everythin you niggaz yappin' 'bout

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

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

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