Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

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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 block serving like I never of the law
Cops hit the spot it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, flip powder, I aint takin' a
Plus if I get snatched, its time for the song
I was known to stroll the block, hold the glock
Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the
I'm the with crushed ice and some arm and hammer
I'm the why smokers steal car antenna's
I get bricks, so you know I make big
the size of Chiclets, that make you sick
you try to profit, i just flip quick
Ya niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be

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 come
done bagged up and served everything you've seen in the feds magazine
I'm what y'all seen
I kerosene and piss out gassoline
Strike a and burn the fucking 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 back to their
Broke, with a PlayStation for a CD player, see me
I dont play that shit
I just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my
Yall got a Well pray in that shit
While I smoke a scripture, load up the then come to rip ya

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

Its Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the palm
niggas in their sleep so they die calm
Kill or be killed, thats the shit I'm on
Its desparoto style, at them side arm
I'm gone, see I'm dope like
And my guns got scopes, so they in
Here on in, I fear no men
And mutherfuck five, here go ten
Know that if you a problem, there's no end
You tough? Fight and be a hero then
Niggas me Poppiseed, I'll pop your seed
And move bricks on the block too hot to breath
I'm a type of nigga, that cock and squeeze
Y'all them second guess fagots, that cock and
So I with real 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
a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel
All my bullets hit, never you
If you never was shit, I'ma promise you
I'ma page you, I'ma young'n
The first one there, and the last one to get to
Unless you tell me the cops
'cause I like to assed out, so when they trap me I blast out
I'm quiet my gun gotta bad
I up with the mad south
You know how many and jews
Drag's done dragged out, on a route?
'cause I walk in, stop the talking
I dont a fuck if its a nigga with a walkman
put him in a coffin
Soon as I in
I'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick
I'm tryin to get the benz with the thick
R, soon half of us'll goto jail
The best studio, 16 bars to post