Luyện nghe bài hát They Say

growin up i was a knucklehead, boy you listen to me! thats wat my momma said
im from the projects, i never had shit, me and my older brother, we had to share a mattress
no heat, no lights, had to them candles lit, my daddy left me at 8, in an out my life and shit
gang bangas dope dealers replaced my father, neighborhood hustlas taught me to get them
thats i became a problem, product of my environment, its hard to grow up be a doctor or a fireman
when you constantly seein that g ride tires screechin and them shots firin all the it happens frequently
the hood inspired him to be a G, i bled for the game did it all for the B
the big homie gave me the name jay rock, this aint no rap gimmick its a real life story on watts nigga
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you can take, me out the hood, but you cant take the hood out me, and thats the way it gon be, but i cant help it im gutta, i shoulda changed out, but all my life i been gang banged out
that project shit run deep in my veins now, and i help it, ooh who am i losin i cant help it
and all my i been gang banged out that project shit runnin deep in my veins now

let me take you on a detour, eastside watts, will go in projects follow me home to my black n white appartments, police roll thru with caution, scared to death
the homies got tats across them, capitol BH they necks, since birth bangin the set, even the hoes bangin the set, some aint, but most is hood rats lookin for that buck
them trash cans lay in the street ghetto for drive bys, for the low them 5 dollas will get u high
games, white Gs, fist fights, six fo's, el co's, g rides, and mini bikes
might see a couple of late night, off what? off pipe membrane dead right, no lie
in the bushes, either the AK or the .45, no lie
raised in the ghetto, wit rats and roaches, smokers on porches, gettin high off yola its colda norther but my the coldest
where we aint bond is the city of
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you can take, me out the hood, but you take the hood out me, and thats the way it forever gon be, but i cant help it im gutta, i shoulda changed out, but all my life i been gang banged out
that project shit run deep in my now, and i cant help it, ooh who am i losin i cant help it

you could me out the hood but the hood will never leave me
im still bangin, im still hangin, the only is im not slangin nickles and dimes more like slangin these rap lines
verse is the truth when i step in the booth, niggas know i pour my soul out for the youth
for fatherless son who needed love so he ran wit a crew, grew up before his older brother did
gin and juice, the pain i knew, carryin them thangs to school
them niggas was i wasnt bangin the blue, but they had to respect me i never ran from who? nobody
put my faith in god its amazin how i them odds
on my momma this past year my life has slightly been revised, but notice i said
cuz me absent from where i came from, thats unlikely

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you can take, me out the hood, but you cant take the hood out me, and thats the way it forever gon be, but i cant help it im gutta, i shoulda changed out, but all my life i been gang out
that project run deep in my veins now, and i cant help it, ooh who am i losin i cant help it