Luyện nghe bài hát Every Soldier In The Hood

Yo, yo, yo, yo
This is for and fools, man
Don't stand over
Shaolin here and I hear
Chill, chill, chill, man

To every in the hood, go in
To every nigga holding, keep your ones on folding
it from a ninja in scribes, stay alive
Keep rolling and keep guns on swollen

To every in the hood, go in
To every real nigga holding, keep your ones on
Take it from a ninja in scribes, alive
Keep rolling and your guns on swollen

Aiyo, loaded, Lotus, big chain cobras
the certain way, notice
My style's new now, with Luau
Drugs, guns, on the cool out
make me pop you, this is not cool

Guaranteed to give you that works, your dump in the dirt
Shitting up blood, fingers is
Many cycles when you in my walls
It's like Michael and the Bulls, see a flying of iron, no lying

No fib and no bullshitting, the shines is
We Crouching Tiger, you just a fucking kitten
'Bout to get that wig and then smoked in
Bitches is watching, you in the open, yo

Twenty-four, seven, we legends, the myth, the riff, the
Shaolin bounded with wiff
Clap 'em them get down boys, we call them, them niggas
Who want it us, we the belt holders in the business

To every in the hood, go in
To every real nigga holding, your ones on folding
Take it a ninja in scribes, stay alive
Keep rolling and your guns on swollen

To soldier in the hood, go in
To every nigga holding, keep your ones on folding
Take it from a in scribes, stay alive
Keep rolling and keep your guns on
(Yeah ah, man)

Ay, the streets be calling and
A lot of be calling it quits
be calling my flow ill but still I'm never calling in sick
This is Man, New York niggas calling me piff

the cops that be calling me Cliff
Flag me down on the Concord, police all up in my whip
I get women all in my mix, they wanna jump in the six
And niggas wanna jump in your flicks

We live the life, Starfaces and guns, I used to fight for
a ace, kick the dice and run
Plead your case, you ain't as son, I got the drive to win
So where you niggas get your from?

Bite a ear, Mike Tyson, uh, that dough and my nose itch
And coke fiends is blowing noses
My team got cream and you this
So nigga get yours, before the door to opportunity

To soldier in the hood, go in
To every real nigga holding, your ones on folding
Take it from a ninja in scribes, stay
Keep and keep your guns on swollen

To every in the hood, go in
To every nigga holding, keep your ones on folding
Take it from a in scribes, stay alive
Keep rolling and keep your on swollen