Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

Yeah nigga, the hood is fucked up 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 watch you hoe-ass niggaz
It's time for the
To sit back in the front of the class,
Right the blackboard
And you hoe-ass niggaz the rules, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I grind for the paper, fuck towns, go major
Fuck a cell phones, pagers
young low Frazier, shoot good with no lasers
And every shot hit, I throw no grazer

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

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the hood
Damn, I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten
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 hood

A thousand-eight grams, enough to get yo ass
You wit it, get caught wit it, enough 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, investigate the whole
Make 'em think it's cool, follow 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 convicted felon, strictly G's
No more Glock shit, shit, strictly kis
I gets my paper, I was taught by older
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 bitch
Get ig'nant wit choppa bitch
ain't promised, snitch today, die tonight
We know your spot, me and my niggaz gon' ride

gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months 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 got it like that
Hell naw, we takin' the back
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we the hood back

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

Theres a lotta niggaz rappin, playin'
I don't see none of the that you name
Where the car at? 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 it's at
my lifestyle you rappin' 'bout
I'm havin' everythin you pussy niggaz '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 my hood back

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