Luyện nghe bài hát Up In Tha Hood

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

[Lil'
huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the of the streets 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 ta click out at any time and murder a bitch
murda within the game and get deeper it stays follow
Then .9 me and get hit wit' my ak's
I blaze flows at 'cha dome Paco
I let one go and watch hot sauce leak out 'cho taco
for the border, don't die when I'm there for the cause
Thug Life ''cause I live it, bary me in t-shirt - jeans and tennis and my bitches
And y'all can trust my niggaz - while I'm here, I'm a legacy
And I gatta eat like a bitch when in pregnancy,
Ain't no hoe can get the of me
And no facilty in this world that 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 problem Wayne huh

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

[B.G.]
Beef wit' me - your life is 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 chest
Make sure you have no of hard beef
by yellow tape and under a white sheet
I joke, but I don't play - I laugh, but I clown
I pull out, jump out, run up, and spray ya
Now is How I Get Down+
And when I spit, I spit nothing less, than 50
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 Uptown where you drown all killaz ya dig
So get it right, or get your taken away
Play wit' Geezy get a 'k stuck in ya face

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

Lil' Daddy here, let me put 'chu up on game
It's election time, that's why itza drought of
See what im sayin' - all got they hand in
And play the background ta use niggaz ta in
So we all be like fuck it, we got no gigs
And fussin' ain't gon feed and house no
If you was eating you wouldn't a reason ta thug
But we was starving, so the whole hood was drugs
I remember New 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
nigga I pull it off - and no one ever knew
Had ta get some groceries - clothes and whatever
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 ya - I want ya ta respect my shit

(Hook 2x - [Lac])

I tote the chopper with 50 and I won't ta use it
I clear the whole block when I through shooting
No picks, no chosers - any nigga get it
Don't care if you big or small - I still leave ya
I'm the projects so y'kno I'm cuthroat
A out that 'Nolia want beef - Lets go
I'm +Bout Whatever+ I'm tired a telling ya that
Play with me if ya want, get ya head cracked
make me dress in black - you don't wanna do that
'cause I don't one Mag - I tote two Mags
Quik ta ya flat on ya mothafucking back
Put a in ya head and a hole in ya chest
Nigga thats how it ta ya when ya disrespecting
Have ya mom on tha front level dressed in all
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 nigga, and we up ta no good nigga
Lil' Turk nigga - B.G. nigga - Juvenile - Weezy nigga
Baby nigga - Mannie Fresh nigga - Sugar nigga
How u Luv That? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! - respect it