Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

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

On the block like I never heard of the law
hit the spot fuck it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, flip powder, I ain't takin' a
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, reload the
I'm the shit crushed ice and some arm and hammer
I'm the reason why 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
niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be sick

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

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

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

I even play that shit
I just spit and have the hood sayin' my shit
Y'all got a Well, pray in that 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
Roll me up and 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 on, be the next nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, to ask God, you wanna battle?
I could care less, me hell I like to travel

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

I thump hard make a nigga yell for 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, ride bench when it's crunch time

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

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

I'm gone, see I'm dope heroin
And my guns got scopes, so zero in
Here on in, know I no men
And mutherfuck five, here go ten

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

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

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

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

I wake up the mad south
You know how many and Jews
Drag's done out on a cash route?
'Cuz when I in, stop the talking
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 with the thick lens
I'm tryin' to get the Benz with the rims
Double R, half of us'll go to jail
The best studio, 16 Bars to Bail