Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

Shit, this shit here...is for the thugs in the street
Do here me?
Shit, and shit right here...will get you mugged in the street

[Beanie
Beanie hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw
Trademark niggas eyes, them perminant scars
Twist backwards, never me rollin' cigars
Only cock and blow dro out of jars
On the serving like I never heard of the law
Cops hit the fuck it, mad bro to bar
crack, flip powder, I aint takin' a loss
Plus if I get snatched, its time for the song
I was been known to stroll the block, the glock
Blow dro, up doe, reload the spot
I'm the shit with ice and some arm and hammer
I'm the why smokers steal car antenna's
I get bricks, so you know I big nicks
the of Chiclets, that make you pricks sick
While you try to profit, i flip quick
Ya niggas know my be sick, my doe be quick

Now when you up
I'm the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun
Holding your son, Branson
smoke in your face, I want the ransom and some
His shit'll get the opposite of
I mean I got to clean
done bagged up and served everything you've seen in the feds magazine
I'm y'all haven't seen
I kerosene and piss out gassoline
a match and burn the fucking scene
I'm no - I could blow you into smoke
and your man a second hand smoker.
I'm so vulgar - I'm sendin' niggas back to their maker
Broke, a PlayStation for a CD player, see me player?
I dont play that shit
I just spit and have the whole sayin' my shit
Yall got a bible? Well in that shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then to rip ya

This be the realest I ever wrote
Gun up in your mouth, around your throat
Choke choke, I'm dope
Roll me up and smoke, on
Niggas react, and play me
For doe, I'll ever nigga not on this track
I spit back, at any nigga he teflon
The best on, be the nigga get stepped on
A dude, type to ask God "You wanna battle?"
"I care less, send me hell I like to travel"
After him, I wax you
Smack you, clap you, and two
Niggas I left lookin' like
I have to, bring it to cowards that talk hard
Some jail Never even walked through a junk yard
I thump
a nigga yell for crew quick
A true bitch, eat a nigga up a chew-stick
Too rich, is I plan to be in the 9-9
Its all mine, Fagots bench when its crunch time
So mine, make a nigga lean off the opium
You
Willie niggas, yeah we scopin 'em, and 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood
Hangin' by his weak picture, his moms and his child

Its Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right
niggas in their sleep so they die calm
Kill or be killed, the shit that I'm on
Its desparoto style, shooting at them 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 shootin' five, go ten
that if you start a problem, there's no end
You tough? death and be a hero then
Niggas me Poppiseed, I'll pop your seed
And bricks on the block thats too hot to breath
I'm a real of nigga, that cock and squeeze
Y'all them second fagots, that cock and freeze
So I with real niggas, like The Lox and D
And yall niggas got problems, just 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, never you
If you never was shit, promise you this
I'ma page you, I'ma young'n
The first one there, and the one to get to running
Unless you tell me the cops
'cause I like to feel assed out, so when they me I blast out
I'm quiet my gun bad mouth
I wake up the mad south
You know how chinks and jews
done dragged out, on a cash route?
'cause when I walk in, the talking
I dont a fuck if its a nigga with a walkman
I'ma put him in a
as I step in
I'm runnin' up on the nigga the thick lens
I'm tryin to get the benz with the rims
Double R, soon of us'll goto jail
The studio, 16 bars to post bail