Luyện nghe bài hát Up In Tha Hood

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

Wayne]
huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the of the streets of Hollygrove
It's Carter - fuck wit' me and I fix mo' wigs than a beauty parlor
And due ta all the controvery that my clique
I'm liable ta click out at any time and murder a
I've murda the game and get deeper it stays follow
.9 me and get hit wit' my ak's hollows
I blaze block at 'cha dome Paco
I let one shot go and watch hot leak out 'cho taco
Head for the border, die when I'm there for the cause
Thug Life ''cause I live it, me in t-shirt - jeans and tennis and fuck my bitches
And y'all can trust my niggaz - while I'm here, I'm a legacy
And I gatta eat like a bitch in pregnancy, definately
no hoe can get the best of me
And ain't no facilty in this world can correct me
I'm wild and untamed, I just get more work from Baby and I 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 on the block when I'm up in the hood
Catch me on my glock when I'm up in the hood

[B.G.]
Beef me - your life is what it'd a cost ya
I will catch you slippin' do you something pretty
Split you from your lip ta the of ya neck nigga
Knock ya navel out ya back, spine a crawl out 'cho nigga
Make you have no pumps of hard beef
Surronded by yellow and under a white sheet
I joke, but I play - I laugh, but I don't clown
I pull out, out, run up, and spray 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
wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya face

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

Lil' Daddy come here, let me put up on game
It's election time, why itza drought of cocaine
See im sayin' - they all got they hand in
And the background ta use niggaz ta stand in
So we all be like it, we ain't got no gigs
And fussin' gon feed and house no kids
If you was eating you wouldn't a reason ta thug
But we was starving, so the whole hood was hustling
I remember New Year's Eve the light's went out
All the food - we didn't have a bite in the house
So I did I had ta do - between me and you
Lil' I pull it off - and no one ever knew
Had money ta get groceries - clothes and whatever
Then asked the not ta let the devil get close ta me never
Some people it ain't fust, So I my lick
I ain't ya - I want ya ta respect my shit

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

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

(Hook 4x - [Lac])

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