Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

Beanie hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw
niggas eyes, give them permanent scars
Twist backwards, catch me rollin' cigars
Only and blow dro out of preservative jars

On the block serving like I never of the law
Cops hit the fuck it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, flip powder, I ain't takin' a
Plus if I get snatched, it's less for the song

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

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

Now when you up
I'm wiping the cold out your with the barrel of the gun
Holding your son, Branson
Blowing smoke in your face, I the ransom and some
Or shit'll get the of handsome

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

I'm no joker, I blow you into smoke
And make your man a hand smoker
I'm so vulgar, I'm sendin' niggas back to their maker
Broke, with a Play for a CD player, see me player?

I even play that shit
I just spit and have the whole sayin' my shit
Y'all got a Bible? Well, pray in shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns come to rip ya

be the realest shit I ever wrote
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 murder ever not on this track

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

waxin' him, I wax you
Smack you, you and that's two
Niggas, I left lookin' like
I have to bring it to these cowards that talk
jail shit? Never even walked through a junk yard

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

So bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opium you
niggas, yeah, we scopin' 'em and ropin' 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood
[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 shit I'm on
It's Desperado style, shooting at them arm

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

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

I'm a real type of nigga cock and squeeze
Y'all them second faggots that cock and freeze
So I with real niggas, like 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 hole in facial, the size of a bagel
All my hit, never graze you
If you never was shit, I'ma promise you this I'ma page you

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

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

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