Luyện nghe bài hát Up In Tha Hood

Artist: Hot f/ Lac
Let 'Em Burn
Song: Up in the

[Lil'
huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the bottom of the of Hollygrove
It's Young - fuck wit' me and I fix mo' wigs than a beauty parlor
And due ta all the controvery circles my clique
I'm liable ta click out at any time and murder a
I've within the game and get deeper it stays follow
Then .9 me and get hit wit' my hollows
I blaze block at 'cha dome Paco
I let one go and watch hot sauce leak out 'cho taco
Head for the border, don't die when I'm for the cause
Thug Life ''cause I it, bary me in t-shirt - jeans and tennis and fuck my bitches
And can trust my niggaz - while I'm here, I'm a living legacy
And I gatta eat like a when in pregnancy, definately
Ain't no hoe can get the of me
And ain't no facilty in this that can correct me
I'm wild and untamed, I just get work from Baby and I power them thangs
You muh'fuckas don't want wit' Wayne huh

(Hook 2x - [Lac])
Catch me steppin' in my soldeirs when I'm up in the
Catch me steppin' in the mud I'm up in the hood
Catch me hustlin' on the block when I'm up in the
Catch me on my glock when I'm up in the hood

[B.G.]
Beef wit' me - life is what it'd a cost ya
I will you slippin' do you something pretty awful
Split you your lip ta the back of ya neck nigga
ya navel out ya back, spine a crawl out 'cho chest nigga
Make sure you have no pumps of beef
Surronded by yellow and under a white sheet
I joke, but I don't play - I laugh, but I don't
I pull out, jump out, run up, and ya down
Now is How I Get Down+
And when I spit, I spit nothing less, 50 rounds
I'm the last, you wanna have problems
I can't ya, I indulge ya mom and 'em
I'm low hound like that - I'm a ya dig
I'm from where you drown all killaz ya dig
So get it right, or get your life away
Play wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

Lil' Daddy come here, let me put 'chu up on
It's time, that's why itza drought of cocaine
See im sayin' - they all got they hand in
And play the ta use niggaz ta stand in
So we all be like it, we ain't got no gigs
And ain't gon feed and house no kids
If you was eating you wouldn't have a reason ta
But we was starving, so the whole hood was hustling
I remember New Year's Eve the light's went out
All the food sproil - we didn't have a in the house
So I did I had ta do - between me and you
Lil' nigga I pull it off - and no one knew
Had money ta get some groceries - clothes and
Then asked the lord not ta let the devil get close ta me
Some people it ain't fust, So I my lick
I ain't checking ya - I want ya ta my shit

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

I the chopper with 50 and I won't hesitate ta use it
I the whole block when I come through shooting
No picks, no chosers - any nigga get it
Don't care if you big or small - I still ya shitted
I'm from the projects so y'kno I'm
A soulja out that 'Nolia want beef - go
Nigga I'm Whatever+ I'm tired a telling ya that
with me if ya want, get ya fucking head cracked
Don't make me dress in black - you wanna do that
I don't tote one Mag - I tote two Mags
Quik ta leave ya flat on ya mothafucking
Put a hole in ya head and a in ya chest
Nigga how it happen ta ya when ya disrespecting
ya mom on tha front level dressed in all black
I'ma nigga - a untamed guerilla nigga
Lil' Turk from Uptown quik ta a nigga

(Hook 4x - [Lac])

(Outro - [Turk])
(Ha! Ha!) Hot Boys in yo hood nigga, and we up ta no nigga
Lil' Turk - B.G. nigga - Juvenile nigga - Weezy nigga
Baby nigga - Mannie Fresh nigga - Slim nigga
How u Luv Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! - respect it nigga