Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

Shit, this shit right
Is for the thugs in the
Do y'all me?
And this shit right
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 serving like I never heard 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 time 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 some arm and
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 y'all try to profit, I flip quick
Y'all niggas 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
your son, smoking Branson
Blowing in your face, I want the ransom and some
Or shit'll get the of handsome

I mean I got to come
I've done bagged up and
Everything seen in the Feds magazine
I'm what haven't seen
I swallow kerosene and out gasoline
Strike a match and burn the fucking

I'm no joker, I blow you into smoke
And your 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 don't play that shit
I just spit and have the whole hood my shit
Y'all got a Bible? Well, pray in shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the then come to rip ya

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

I spit back at any nigga claimin' he
The best on, be the nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, 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 lookin' like
I to bring it to these cowards that talk hard
Some jail shit? even walked through a junk yard

I hard make 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 ride bench when it's time

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

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

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

that if you start a problem, there's no end
You tough? Fight death and be a hero
call me Poppyseed, I'll pop your seed
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 real niggas, like The Lox and D
And y'all niggas got problems, watch 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 bullets hit, never you
If you never was shit, I'ma promise you I'ma front page you

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

I wake up with the mad
You know how chinks and Jews
done dragged out on a cash route?
'Cuz when I walk in, the talking
I give a fuck if it's a nigga with a Walkman
I'ma put him in a

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