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 - up under the bottom of the streets of Hollygrove
It's Young Carter - fuck wit' me and I fix mo' wigs 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 within the game and get deeper it stays follow
Then .9 me and get hit wit' my ak's
I blaze block flows at 'cha dome
I let one go and watch hot sauce leak out 'cho taco
Head for the border, don't die when I'm there for the
Thug Life ''cause I it, bary me in t-shirt - 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 like a when in pregnancy, definately
no hoe can get the best of me
And ain't no facilty in this world that can me
I'm wild and untamed, I just get more work from Baby and I them thangs
You muh'fuckas don't problem wit' Wayne huh

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

[B.G.]
Beef wit' me - your life is what a cost ya
I will you slippin' do you something pretty awful
you from your lip ta the back of ya neck nigga
Knock ya navel out ya back, a crawl out 'cho chest nigga
Make sure you no pumps of hard beef
Surronded by yellow tape and under a white
I joke, but I don't play - I laugh, but I don't
I out, jump out, run up, and spray ya down
Now +That is How I Get
And I spit, I spit nothing less, than 50 rounds
I'm the last, you wanna problems with
I catch 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 taken
Play wit' get a 'k nigga stuck in ya face

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

Lil' come here, let me put 'chu up on game
It's time, that's why itza drought of cocaine
See what im sayin' - they all got hand in
And play the background ta use niggaz ta 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 was hustling drugs
I remember New Eve when the light's went out
All the sproil - we didn't have a bite in the house
So I did what I had ta do - me and you
Lil' nigga I it off - and no one ever knew
Had money ta get some groceries - clothes and
Then asked the lord not ta let the get close ta me never
people it ain't fust, So I accept my lick
I ain't checking ya - I want ya ta my shit

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

I tote the 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 'Nolia want beef - Lets go
Nigga I'm +Bout Whatever+ I'm tired a telling ya
Play with me if ya want, get ya fucking head
Don't make me dress in black - you wanna do that
'cause I don't 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 dressed in all
I'ma Killer nigga - a untamed nigga
Turk from Uptown quik ta steal a nigga

(Hook 4x - [Lac])

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