Luyện nghe bài hát The Hood

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

Seagal]
Beanie Segal hit hard, and wire ya jaw
Trademark eyes, give them perminant scars
Twist backwards, catch me rollin' cigars
cock and blow dro out of perservative jars
On the serving like I never heard 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 less for the song
I was been known to stroll the block, the glock
Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the
I'm the shit with crushed ice and arm and hammer
I'm the reason why steal car antenna's
I get bricks, so you know I make big
the size of Chiclets, make you pricks sick
While you try to profit, i flip quick
Ya know my flow be sick, my doe be quick

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

This be the shit I ever wrote
Gun up in your mouth, around your throat
Choke choke, I'm dope
Roll me up and smoke, on
react, and play me back
For doe, I'll murder ever nigga not on this
I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he
The on, be the next nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, 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 thats two
Niggas I left lookin' like
I have to, bring it to these that talk hard
Some jail shit? Never even through a junk yard
I hard
Make a nigga yell for 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 ride bench when its crunch
So bump mine, make a nigga off the opium
You
Willie niggas, yeah we 'em, and ropin 'em
Do a nigga style
by his weak picture, callin' his moms and his child

Its 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
Its desparoto style, shooting at them arm
I'm gone, see I'm dope heroin
And my got scopes, so they zero in
Here on in, know I 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 Poppiseed, I'll pop your seed
And move bricks on the block thats too hot to
I'm a real type of nigga, cock and squeeze
them second guess fagots, that cock and freeze
So I fuck with niggas, like The Lox and D
And yall niggas got problems, just and see

I'm the kid with the unlaced boots, but'll you
a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel
All my bullets hit, graze you
If you never was shit, promise you this
I'ma front page you, young'n
The first one there, and the last one to get to
Unless you tell me the cops
'cause I like to feel assed out, so when they me I blast out
I'm my gun gotta bad mouth
I up with the mad south
You how many chinks and jews
Drag's dragged out, on a cash route?
when I walk in, stop the talking
I dont give a fuck if its a nigga a walkman
I'ma put him in a
Soon as I in
I'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick
I'm tryin to get the benz the thick rims
Double R, half of us'll goto jail
The best studio, 16 to post bail