Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

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

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

'Cause ain't showin you niggaz
How to get money the way
If you gon' get money,
'Cause you gon' everybody money up on the real

Now all my hustlers, grinders and ballers, open up mind
A lot of niggaz hustlin' backwards, to press rewind
There's some niggaz playin' dirty pool, bad Cali
They 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 respect
Break ya neck to fuck wit a nigga that yo hood
Yo shit you know it cool until the good

Got kids movin' work, hustlin' by the
Using youngsters, they hits states, this shit on the cool
Matter fact, fuck the cool, you niggaz need to me
Breakin' bread with certified snitches, don't near me

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

Niggaz gettin' 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, wrong, we takin' the hood back

You liar, aight, but he got it like 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 a G, hell yeah, I don't
Got yo bitch lookin' mad while them so full
I drank hard while you niggaz drank
But the boy Diddy fed, Bam got pulled

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

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

Some killa talk, 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' knocked goin' fed and six months ya
Off with his head, we the hood back
Damn, I coulda swore they ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, wrong, we takin' the hood 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 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 these
Ain't no fuckn' love or chance
offender, lose yo ass, you get enhanced

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

See I disperse to dope, the convicted felon, strictly G's
No more Glock shit, shit, strictly 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 stop that
Get wit this choppa 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 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 ain't got it like
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

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

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

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

When you see 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 my hood back

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, wrong, we takin' 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 hood