Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

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

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

I always been known to stroll the block, hold the
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 that make you pricks sick
While try to profit, I just flip quick
Y'all know my flow be sick, my doe be sick

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

I mean I got to clean
I've done up and served
Everything you've in the Feds magazine
I'm what y'all seen
I swallow kerosene and out gasoline
a match and burn the fucking scene

I'm no joker, I could blow you into
And your man a second hand smoker
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 just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my
Y'all got a Well, pray in that shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the then come to rip ya

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

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

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

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

So mine, make a nigga lean off the opium you Ethiopian
Willie niggas, yeah, we 'em and ropin' 'em
Do a nigga style
Hangin' his child

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

I'm gone, see I'm like heroin
And my got scopes, so they zero in
Here on in, know I 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 then
Niggas me Poppyseed, I'll pop your seed
And move bricks on the that's too hot to breath

I'm a type of nigga that 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 your facial, the size of a
All my bullets hit, never 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 one to get to running
Unless you tell me the coming
'Cuz I like to feel out, so when they trap me I blast out
I'm my gun gotta bad mouth

I wake up the mad south
You know how many chinks and
done dragged out on a cash route?
'Cuz when I walk in, stop the
I don't give a if it's a nigga with a Walkman
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 with the thick rims
Double R, soon half of us'll go to
The studio, 16 Bars to Post Bail