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 wire ya jaw
Trademark niggas eyes, give permanent scars
Twist backwards, never me rollin' cigars
Only cock and blow dro out of jars

On the block serving I never heard of the law
Cops hit the spot 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 been known to stroll the block, hold the glock
Blow dro, up doe, reload the spot
I'm the shit with crushed ice and arm and hammer
I'm the why smokers steal car antennas

I get bricks, so you I make big nicks
The of Chiclets that make you pricks sick
While y'all try to profit, I 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 your son, Branson
Blowing smoke in your face, I the ransom and some
Or shit'll get the of handsome

I I got to come clean
I've done bagged up and
you've seen in the Feds magazine
I'm what haven't seen
I swallow kerosene and piss out
Strike a match and the fucking scene

I'm no joker, I blow you into smoke
And make man a second hand smoker
I'm so vulgar, I'm sendin' niggas straight back to their
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 my shit
Y'all got a Bible? Well, pray in that
While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns come to rip ya

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

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

waxin' him, I wax you
Smack you, you and that's two
Niggas, I left like statues
I to bring it to these cowards that talk hard
Some jail shit? Never even walked 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
Willie niggas, yeah, we scopin' 'em and 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood
[incomprehensible]and his child

It's Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the palm
Poppin' niggas in sleep so they die calm
Kill or be killed, that's the shit I'm on
It's Desperado style, shooting at side 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 shootin' five, go ten

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

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

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

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

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