Luyện nghe bài hát In The Hood

{The story you're about to see, occurred the main
Trading route, on the border between the and South
At a small outpost called Red Village}

{What the fuck y'all niggaz thought, huh? What you bitch?
Are you stupid son, must be kid, What the fuck is wrong?
the Wu bitch, ain't got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch
Get the back, 'fore we break a fuck, listen
Tryin' to tell y'all niggaz, give you a fair warnin', just a chance to
So you can see ya kids, yo son nah, I split ya wig
I'd feed you this, but you ain't wanna eat it
So now you got to, it}

Yo the, yo
Let me fuck it one more time y'all can fuck
how we do it in the hood
Yo, yeah, the mic up, yeah, yo

Y'all niggaz rock y'all hoodies
Take money, jewelry, in the hood
You find the best lookin' good
Diamond she need
In my hood, all the gunshot
At the same time we gotta stop killin' our
Keep it in the hood, niggaz walk they gun
it in the hood, that's where we come from

I rep Brooklyn, of the gangsta
I know a few murderer, drug
In the hood, we speak mathematics and
What's the total weight of the brain, real
jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80 proof
Get my dick sucked on the of the projects
Dice game in the park, blunt after dark
Movin' with the

Welcome to the God, we build and drop a
testin', in the hood
Got the word the hoodrat
Shorty on the

Murder, bad boy ya off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, nine me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come calm nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

Aey yo, we in the hood, big bad wolves in the woods
It ain't all good, the goods
Deep in the project halls waitin' to
Walk with a nine and talk with gang
In the hood, niggaz put twenties on
Four heads, one forty and a loosie
And keep dough on the flip, a hoe on the
And roll dick on the flip

Weed thick enough to block the sun
come, but thugs never drop the gun, understood?
Far from ya
day one, I vowed I would keep it in the hood
From project chicks with and slim waists
From five dollar plates apartment
O.G., I G to the young ones
I it in the hood that's where I come from

Murder, bad boy ya off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, nine me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Masta Killa come wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

This is the where thugs is born, in the hood
Blink to long ya life is gone, in the
Convicts still live with mom
And they whole family tree is tattooed on they arm, in the
fiend'd furnish a 'Lac, in the hood
Africans be drivin' cabs, in the
In the the ghetto is hot
And the illest gangsters, on the with cops, in the hood

The ones you love'll you with slugs, in the hood
born addicted to drugs, in the hood
We make or death decisions
And the system is like a minimal prison
So you can't knock the hustle or the life I'm livin'
In the hood, it ain't all good, repent or you

Murder, bad boy ya off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, millimeter me say
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Killa come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying, nying, me say

Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, boy ya pop off an'
Murder, men an' ah talk 'bout di
Murder, no fi talk, one fi
Murder, men an' them ah talk di
Murder, Killa come calm wit' nying
Nying, nying,