Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

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

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

'Cause ain't nobody you niggaz
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 backwards, need to press rewind
There's niggaz playin' dirty pool, bad Cali bandits
They crossin' up the Trill and man, ya boy just 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 that compromise yo hood
Yo doin' shit you know it 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 need to hear me
bread with certified snitches, don't come near me

You niggaz givin' these all these passes
Fuck gettin' 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 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 you're home, wrong, we takin' the hood back

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it 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, yeah, I don't bull
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 taught to my own
Picture spider lock ya down, brother zone, nigga
yeah, I'm bout dat, shirt slacks all black
Come sunny side and leave yo' house flat

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

Some talk, nigga and real talk nigga
Middlefingaz' a ridah, whoever killed off,
And I put that on Pat, Screw and
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 back
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 that
naw, we takin' the hood back
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood back

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

Speak not, keep yo' shut, investigate 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 time cause he came wit it first

See I disperse to dope, the convicted felon, strictly G's
No more shit, rock shit, strictly kis
I my paper, I was taught by older niggaz
Cold 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 this choppa
Tomorrow ain't promised, today, die tonight
We know your spot, me and my niggaz gon' ride

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, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
Hell naw, we takin' the hood
We in the club like it's good, in the and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the back

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

Theres a lotta niggaz rappin, games
I see none of the shit that you name
the car at? Where the bread at?
Where the girl you say that got that head' at?

the rocks at? Where the Glocks at?
In yo' and on the mic, the only place it's 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 connect and
And he ain't got you co-na-vict nigga, I'm takin' my back

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