Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Ya Hood Up

Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
it up, fire up, got the rag and the bag
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the back flags
Throw Ya Hood Up (Throw Ya Up)
Ride out, I'm a cock it nigga, let it fly out
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
on, fuck these niggaz get ya blast on homie

Tired of the bullshit, let me show ya how done
Never gave a fuck about these niggaz or the ones
Run up on you and homeboys nigga
Got a semi for you and your homeboys
On niggaz, run it like I own these niggaz
me and D-A-Z up on these niggaz
Man cock it, hit they quick
Hit the pot the rocks sit
The kitchen, shut the pigeons
the floorboard is our shit
Gangbang 101 motherfucker, all now
Dogg Pound, catch me with the Chuck's on the
Stampedin', stompin', the fuck's goin' down
Tell me homie, what you want it later or
Sit it down boy, or bust a toy
Bust your boy to let ya the noise annoys
Get rolled on alloy
Your whole full of these niggaz
Bustas, mark bitches and
niggaz up like what you lookin' at nigga?

Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
Throw it up, up, got the rag and the bag
Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the back flags
Throw Ya Hood Up (Throw Ya Up)
Ride out, I'm a it back nigga, let it fly out
throw ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, fuck these get ya blast on homie

Dillinger:]
I see a lot of motherfuckers say they
But when they in the spot they be tuckin' they
trip with a cold killa fresh off the street
Your heart skip a beat, knockin' right off they feet
be me like the way I sound and rap, runnin' the map
(Get hit with the nigga for talkin' that smack)
You got me fucked up nigga, stay down what you get
Eastside Beach, my niggaz will trip
Got the behind me, everybody is grimey
Street in Long Beach is where you can find me
So back, yeah nigga yo I did that
Gutter spots nigga where all the hang at
(This hangin' on the ave') Where you bang?
(He tried to on Daz) What you claim?
(He tried to wave his flag) That the same
(And when we catch him outside nigga)
I'm a stone cold rapper with money to
money to earn, y'all niggaz will learn
(When they see me in the party be givin' it up)
This for my and my bitches so everybody

Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
Throw it up, up, got the rag and the bag
Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the back flags
Throw Ya Up (Throw Ya Hood Up)
Ride out, I'm a it back nigga, let it fly out
throw ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, these niggaz get ya blast on homie

Dillinger:]
Yeah, we tryin' to see who the livest
Up in this motherfucker, from female to
We gon' do it a little like this
Do the run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah!)
Do the run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah!)
Do the Southside run this (Hell Yeah!)
Do the Westside run motherfucker? (Hell Yeah!)

I'm back up out the black smoke, for whatever ya bring
I talkin' that shit, I'll be the first to swing
the hood life, young niggaz doin' anything for them hood stripes
(Nigga we just for a club fight)
Late night them thangs go off
When I bust up on a nigga and his head off
You be with it to be throwin' ya set up

Get outta lines, bounds, get wet up
Chipped, split, out
I'm a go Cube on these niggaz, and 'em to the hood
And 'em how they 'sposed to bang and pitch in
Swervin', I got some hush puppies to for bitches
me and Daz, citywide bangers nigga

Just ya hood up (Throw ya hood up)
it up, fire up, got the rag and the bag
Just throw ya hood up (Throw ya up)
Six-deuces, Chevrolet's in the back poppin'
Ya Hood Up (Throw Ya Hood Up)
Ride out, I'm a cock it nigga, let it fly out
Just throw ya up (Throw ya hood up)
Mash on, fuck these niggaz get ya on homie