Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

Beanie Segal hit hard, and I'll ya jaw
Trademark 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
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 less for the song

I always known to stroll the block, hold the glock
dro, pick up doe, reload the spot
I'm the shit with 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 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 eyes with the of the gun
Holding your son, smoking
Blowing in your face, I want the ransom and some
Or shit'll get the of handsome

I mean I got to clean
done bagged 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 fucking

I'm no joker, I could blow you into
And make your man a second smoker
I'm so vulgar, I'm sendin' niggas back 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 whole hood sayin' my
got a Bible? Well, pray in that shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the then 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 smoke on
react, and play me back
For doe, I'll ever nigga not on this track

I spit back at any nigga claimin' he
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

After him, I wax you
Smack you, you and that's two
Niggas, I left 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, faggots ride bench it's crunch time

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

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

I'm gone, see I'm dope heroin
And my guns got scopes, so they 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 and be a hero then
Niggas call me Poppyseed, pop your seed
And move on the block that's too hot to breath

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

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

I'ma the first one there and the last one to get to running
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 cash
'Cuz when I walk in, stop the
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 with the thick lens
I'm tryin' to get the with the thick rims
Double R, half of us'll go to jail
The best studio, 16 Bars to Bail