Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

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

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

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

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

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

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

You niggaz givin' canaries all these passes
Fuck gettin' wit a snitch, get in they asses
I'm teachin' classes, Slangin 101
These hoe-ass niggaz don't want of Bun
I'm the hood back

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya
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 hood

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
naw, we takin' 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 a G, hell yeah, I bull
Got yo lookin' mad while them Fingaz so full
I drank hard while you drank Bull
But the boy like fed, Bam got pulled

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

Yeah, I for the paper, fuck small towns, go major
Fuck a phones, goin' pagers
It's young low Frazier, shoot good with no
And every shot hit, I throw no grazer

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

Niggaz gettin' knocked fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we the hood 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 like
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 back

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

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

See I disperse to dope, the most convicted felon, G's
No more shit, rock shit, strictly kis
I gets my paper, I was by older 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 that bitch
Get ig'nant wit this choppa
ain't promised, snitch today, die tonight
We know spot, me and my niggaz gon' ride tonight

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

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

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

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

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

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, 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 it's good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the back