Luyện nghe bài hát Take Tha Hood Back

Yeah nigga, the hood is up right now
You got shit all crossed-up
Niggaz got the game real twisted, now
You is really hustlin' wrong
You niggaz got your wrong, mayne

I gotta watch you hoe-ass
time for the teacher
To sit in the front of the class, nigga
Right over the
And you hoe-ass niggaz the rules, nigga

ain't nobody showin you niggaz
How to get money the way
If you get money, bitch
'Cause you gon' fuck everybody money up on the

Now all my hustlers, and ballers, open up your mind
A lot of niggaz backwards, need to press rewind
There's niggaz playin' dirty pool, bad Cali bandits
They crossin' up the Trill and man, ya boy just can't it

Motherfuckers need to be reprimanded and jacked
These boys is givin' the wrong niggaz out here
Break ya to fuck wit a nigga that compromise yo hood
Yo doin' shit you it cool until the good

Got kids movin' work, by the school
Using youngsters, they hits states, whole shit on the cool
Matter fact, fuck the cool, you need to hear me
Breakin' with certified snitches, don't come near me

You niggaz givin' canaries all these passes
gettin' dough wit a snitch, get in they asses
I'm teachin' classes, Slangin 101
These hoe-ass niggaz don't none of Bun
I'm the hood back

Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the hood
Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
Hell naw, we takin' the hood
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood back

I'm a G, hell yeah, I bull
Got yo bitch mad while them Fingaz so full
I drank hard while you niggaz drank
But the boy like Diddy fed, Bam got

And I was taught to my own
Picture spider lock ya down, burna zone, nigga
Hell yeah, I'm dat, shirt slacks all black
Come through sunny side and leave yo' house

Yeah, I grind for the paper, fuck towns, go major
Fuck a cell phones, pagers
It's young low Frazier, shoot good with no
And every hit, I don't throw no grazer

Some killa talk, nigga and real nigga
Middlefingaz' a ridah, killed off, nigga
And I put that on Pat, Screw and
Young low bitch, I you and leave, hoe
We takin' the back

Niggaz knocked goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off his head, we takin' the hood back
Damn, I coulda swore they ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the back

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like
Hell naw, we takin' the hood
We in the like it's good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we the hood back

A thousand-eight grams, to get yo ass right
You smart wit it, get caught wit it, enough to get yo ass
From out in these trenches
Ain't no fuckn' or second chance
Small-time offender, yo ass, you get enhanced

Speak not, keep yo' mouth shut, investigate the whole
Make 'em think it's cool, follow nigga round the whole day
The game ain't the at all, changed for the worst
Nigga got the time cause he came wit it first

See I to dope, the most convicted felon, strictly G's
No more Glock shit, shit, strictly kis
I gets my paper, I was by older niggaz
Cold killas, dope dealers, Sodom niggaz

I'm alert, I'm aware, I'm focused, I'm on top of
I you how to stop that bitch
Get ig'nant wit choppa bitch
Tomorrow promised, snitch today, die tonight
We know spot, me and my niggaz gon' ride tonight

Niggaz gettin' knocked fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the back
Damn, I coulda they gave ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we the hood back

You liar, aight, but he ain't got it like
Hell naw, we takin' the back
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack, motherfucker, we the hood back

I'm back the streets, thang on the C
On parole but I'm cold wit the
Candy coated baller, twenty-chop crawler
tryna steal my dick, I ain't bout to call her

Theres a niggaz rappin, playin' games
I don't see of the shit that you name
Where the car at? the bread at?
Where the girl you say that got that head' at?

Where the at? Where the Glocks at?
In yo' mind and on the mic, the place it's at
That's my lifestyle you 'bout
I'm havin' everythin you pussy niggaz 'bout

When you see some
You say you got it, nigga, me ten thangs
He gotta call his connect and
And he ain't got you co-na-vict nigga, I'm my hood back

Niggaz knocked goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his head, we takin' the back
Damn, I coulda swore gave ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, wrong, we takin' the hood back

You liar, aight, but he got it like that
Hell naw, we takin' the back
We in the club like good, in the hood and you a rat
clack, motherfucker, we takin' the hood back