Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

Yeah nigga, the hood is fucked up now
You got shit all crossed-up
Niggaz got the game twisted, right now
You niggaz is really hustlin'
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 teach you hoe-ass niggaz the rules,

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

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

Motherfuckers need to be reprimanded and jacked
These boys is givin' the wrong niggaz out here
Break ya neck to wit a nigga that compromise yo hood
Yo doin' shit you know it cool until the

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

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

Niggaz 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 back

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

I'm a G, hell yeah, I bull
Got yo bitch mad while them Fingaz so full
I drank while you niggaz 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,
Hell yeah, I'm bout dat, shirt slacks all
Come sunny side and leave yo' house flat

Yeah, I for the paper, fuck small towns, go major
Fuck a cell phones, goin'
It's 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 on Pat, Screw and Steve
low bitch, I clap you and leave, hoe
We the hood back

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

You liar, aight, but he got it like 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 thousand-eight grams, enough to get yo ass
You smart wit it, get caught wit it, to get yo ass life
From out here in trenches
Ain't no love or second chance
offender, lose yo ass, you get enhanced

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

See I to dope, the most convicted felon, strictly G's
No more shit, rock shit, strictly kis
I gets my paper, I was taught by older
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 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 his head, we takin' 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 got it like that
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 back

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

Theres a lotta 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 'Five 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 'bout
I'm havin' you pussy niggaz yappin' 'bout

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

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