Luyện nghe bài hát Up In Tha Hood

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

Wayne]
huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up the bottom of the streets of Hollygrove
It's Young Carter - wit' me and I fix mo' wigs than a beauty parlor
And due ta all the controvery that circles my
I'm ta click out at any time and murder a bitch
I've murda the game and get deeper it stays follow
Then .9 me and get hit wit' my ak's
I blaze block flows at 'cha 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, bary me in - jeans and tennis and fuck my bitches
And y'all can trust my niggaz - I'm here, I'm a living legacy
And I gatta eat a bitch when in pregnancy, definately
Ain't no hoe can get the of me
And ain't no facilty in this world can correct me
I'm wild and untamed, I just get more work from and I power them thangs
You muh'fuckas don't want wit' Wayne huh

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

[B.G.]
wit' me - your life is what it'd a cost ya
I catch you slippin' do you something pretty awful
Split you from your lip ta the of ya neck nigga
Knock ya navel out ya back, spine a crawl out 'cho nigga
sure you have no pumps of hard beef
Surronded by yellow tape and under a white
I joke, but I play - I laugh, but I don't clown
I pull out, out, run up, and spray ya down
Now +That is How I Get
And when I spit, I spit less, than 50 rounds
I'm the last, you wanna have with
I catch ya, I indulge ya mom and 'em
I'm low hound like - I'm a guerilla ya dig
I'm from where you drown all killaz ya dig
So get it right, or get your taken away
Play wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

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

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

I tote the chopper 50 and I won't hesitate ta use it
I clear the whole block I come through shooting
No picks, no - any nigga could get it
Don't care if you big or - I still leave 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
Play me if ya want, get ya fucking head cracked
Don't me dress in black - you don't wanna do that
'cause I tote one Mag - I tote two Mags
Quik ta leave ya flat on ya mothafucking
Put a hole in ya and a hole in ya chest
Nigga thats how it happen ta ya ya disrespecting
Have ya mom on tha front level in all black
I'ma Killer nigga - a untamed guerilla
Turk from Uptown quik ta steal a nigga

(Hook 4x - [Lac])

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