Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

Shit, this shit here
Is for the in the street
Do hear me?
And this right here
Might get you in the street

Beanie hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw
Trademark niggas eyes, give them scars
backwards, never catch me rollin' cigars
Only cock and dro out of preservative jars

On the block serving I never heard of the law
Cops hit the spot it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, powder, I ain't takin' a loss
Plus if I get snatched, it's less time for the

I been known to stroll the block, hold the glock
Blow dro, pick up doe, the spot
I'm the shit crushed ice and some arm and hammer
I'm the why smokers steal car antennas

I get bricks, so you I make big nicks
The size of Chiclets that make you sick
y'all try to profit, I just flip quick
Y'all niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be

Now you wake up
I'm wiping the cold out your eyes with the of the gun
Holding son, smoking Branson
Blowing in your face, I want the ransom and some
Or shit'll get the opposite of

I mean I got to clean
I've done bagged up and
Everything you've in the Feds magazine
I'm y'all haven't seen
I swallow and piss out gasoline
Strike a match and burn the scene

I'm no joker, I could blow you smoke
And make your man a second hand
I'm so vulgar, I'm sendin' straight back to their maker
Broke, with a Play Station for a CD player, see me

I don't even play that
I spit and have the whole hood sayin' my shit
Y'all got a Bible? Well, pray in shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then to rip ya

This be the realest shit I ever
Gun up in mouth, hands around your throat
Choke, nigga, choke, I'm
me up and smoke on contact
Niggas react, and me back
For doe, I'll ever nigga not on this track

I spit at any nigga claimin' he Teflon
The best on, be the nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, type to ask God, you battle?
I could less, send me hell I like to travel

waxin' him, I wax you
Smack you, clap you and two
Niggas, I lookin' like statues
I have to bring it to cowards that talk hard
Some jail shit? Never walked through a junk yard

I thump hard make a nigga for crew quick
A true bitch, eat a up like a chew-stick
Too rich, is I plan to be in the 9-9
It's all mine, faggots ride bench when crunch time

So bump mine, a nigga lean off the opium you Ethiopian
Willie niggas, yeah, we scopin' 'em and 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood
Hangin' his child

It's Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the palm
Poppin' in their sleep so they die calm
Kill or be killed, that's the that I'm on
It's style, shooting at them side arm

I'm gone, see I'm dope heroin
And my got scopes, so they zero in
on in, know I fear no men
And shootin' five, here go ten

Know that if you a problem, there's no end
You tough? Fight death and be a then
Niggas call me Poppyseed, I'll pop seed
And bricks on the block that's too hot to breath

I'm a real type of that cock and squeeze
Y'all them second faggots that cock and freeze
So I fuck with real niggas, The Lox and D
And y'all got problems, just watch and see

I'm the kid with the unlaced boots but'll you
Leave a in your facial, the size of a bagel
All my bullets hit, never you
If you was shit, I'ma promise you this I'ma front page you

young'n the first one there and the last one to get to running
Unless you tell me the coming
'Cuz I like to feel assed out, so they trap me I blast out
I'm quiet my gun bad mouth

I up with the mad south
You how many chinks and Jews
Drag's done dragged out on a cash
'Cuz when I in, stop the talking
I don't give a fuck if it's a nigga with a
I'ma put him in a

as I step in
I'm runnin' up on the nigga with the lens
I'm tryin' to get the with the thick rims
Double R, soon half of us'll go to
The studio, 16 Bars to Post Bail