Luyện nghe bài hát Neighborhood

[Verse 1:
At night I think it, them niggas can't without me
Them try to doubt me, a nigga came up out it
Talking it, niggas ain't 'bout it, you just talking
How could they doubt me? How could they doubt me? wasn't around me
How could give and take it from us?
All of my niggas that it with us
Fuck all them haters, they can't get in
I was impatient, I was in a
I taking that molly, making her up
I care for nothing, I made it, I
all the comments, they hating on us
Tell them they want this cause nobody this
I be stacking it up, they not be no love, I got that shit out the mud
I sit in front of that jug, I didn't have much, I made it to court
I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe lady the world
'Til I did it for her, for her, she my favorite girl

[Hook:
Yeah, we move them bricks in my
Double strap with the macks in my
We get the money, flip them hundreds in my
I staying tote stay in my neighborhood
Bust guns and don't trip nigga, a round and get flipped nigga
Hustle just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them nigga
We all in my neighborhood
We get them hundreds, keep it through my neighborhood

2: Ralo]
Counting the bricks, counting the bricks, counting the
I want your bitch, you want bitch, she want the dick
Pull up, pull up in that Wraith with the plugs, of these niggas gon' take it from us
Fucking with us, nigga you would, I be fucking these hoes in the
Fuck the OP, I know I did it, all of my niggas gon' handle their business
I get it, I spend it, you that I'm winning, none of my niggas been broke in a minute
All of these bitches embrace me, I it's because of my bracelet
You see look on they faces, you know them niggas was hating
Tell 'em that I'm gonna win, I'm gonna do it again, of my niggas have been
I got out of the pen, now get rich off a pen
Do you me selling dope?
I to live at that yellow stone
Now a nigga better though
I ever going back to broke

[Hook:
Yeah, we move bricks in my neighborhood
strap with the macks in my neighborhood
We get the money, them hundreds in my neighborhood
I staying tote stay in my neighborhood
Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get flipped
just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga
We all gravy in my
We get them hundreds, it running through my neighborhood

[Verse 3: Derez
Ever hear the song? Time ain't money, got the Rollie and still on me
On the highway with no license and still on me
I got a stick on it right now, that loud talking, pipe down
'Fore I catch a body now, yeah I'm talking right now
outside claiming county 'fore you try, better think about it
Wrist roll, nigga bank it, everybody having paper rounds
of these niggas be lying, most of these niggas be lying
Never committed a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, what's on the back of your
I'm on that mob shit, we steal it, we rob shit, we it
No swiping, no cop shit, in the trench, got in the closet in the skillets
Crips and Bloods show me in my neighborhood
Before you cross me, better be in my neighborhood

Birdman]
Yeah, we move them bricks in my
strap with the macks in my neighborhood
We get the money, flip them hundreds in my
I staying tote stay down in my
Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get nigga
just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga
We all in my neighborhood
We get them hundreds, it running through my neighborhood