Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

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

On the block serving I never heard of the law
hit the spot fuck it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, flip powder, I takin' a loss
Plus if I get snatched, it's time for the song

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

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

Now you wake up
I'm wiping the out your eyes with the barrel of the gun
Holding your son, smoking
Blowing smoke in your face, I the ransom and some
Or get the opposite of handsome

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

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

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

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

I spit back at any claimin' he Teflon
The best on, be the next get stepped on
A sick dude, type to ask God, you wanna
I care less, send me hell I like to travel

After him, I wax you
Smack you, clap you and two
Niggas, I left like statues
I have to bring it to these that talk hard
Some jail Never even walked through a junk yard

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

So bump mine, make a lean off the opium you Ethiopian
Willie niggas, yeah, we 'em and ropin' 'em
Do a Rosewood style
[incomprehensible]and his child

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

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

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

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

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

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

I wake up with the mad
You know how chinks and Jews
Drag's done dragged out on a route?
'Cuz when I walk in, stop the
I don't give a fuck if it's a with a Walkman
I'ma put him in a

Soon as I in
I'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick
I'm to get the Benz with the thick rims
Double R, soon half of us'll go to
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