โหลดเพลง mp3 In The Hood - Wu Tang Clan

Yo what the yo
Let me f**k it one more time then y'all can f**k

Y'know how we do it in the hood
Yo yeah turn the mic up yeah yo
Y'all niggaz better rock y'all hoodies
Take money snatch jewelry in the hood
You find the best woman lookin good
Diamond she need polishin
In my hood all the gunshot legal
At the same time we gotta stop killin our people
Keep it in the hood niggaz walk with they gun
Keep it in the hood that's where we come from
I rep Brooklyn home of the gangsta
I know a few murderer drug dealer
In the hood we speak mathematics and build
What's the total weight of the brain Allah real
Slang jacks and hold gats in the hood; 80 proof
Get my dick sucked on the roof of the projects
Dice game in the park blunt sessions after dark
Movin with the Wesson
Welcome to the God we build and drop a lesson
Pussyhole testin in the hood
Got the word from the hoodrat shorty on the wood
Murder bad boy ya block off ah

Murder rude boy ya pop off ah
Murder nine millimeter me say
Murder no time fi talk one fi
Murder men an' dem ah talk 'bout di
Murder Masta Killa come calm wit nying
Nying nying nying nying nying
Nying nying nying nying nying me say murder
Ay yo we boys in the hood big bad wolves in the woods
It ain't all good pass the goods
Deep in the project halls waitin to shine
Walk with a nine and talk with gang signs
In the hood niggaz put twenty on Hoopties
Four heads one forty ounce and a loosie
And keep dough on the flip a hoe on the strip
And roll dick throw on the flip
W**d clouds thick enough to block the sun
Cops come but thugs never drop the gun understood

Far from ya Hollywood
From day one I vowed I would keep it in the hood
From project chicks with hips and slim waists
From five dollar plates apartment six-eighths

O G I spit G to the young ones
I keep it in the hood that's where I come from
Murder bad boy ya block off ah
Murder rude boy ya pop off ah
Murder nine millimeter me say
Murder no time fi talk one fi
Murder men an' dem ah talk 'bout di
Murder Masta Killa come calm wit nying
Nying nying nying nying nying
Nying nying nying nying nying me say murder
This is the place where thugs is born - in the hood
Blink to long ya life is gone - in the hood
Convicts still live with they mom
And they whole family tree is tattooed on they arm - in the hood
Crack fiend'd furnish a 'Llac - in the hood
African's be drivin cabs - in the hood
In the streets the ghetto is hot
And the illest gangsters on the block with cops - in the hood
The ones you love'll fill you with slugs - in the hood
Babies born addicted to drugs - in the hood
We make life or death decisions
And the school system is like a minimal prison
So you can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin
In the hood it ain't all good repent or you sinnin

Murder bad boy ya block off ah
Murder rude boy ya pop off ah
Murder nine millimeter me say
Murder no time fi talk one fi
Murder men an' dem ah talk 'bout di
Murder Masta Killa come calm wit nying
Nying nying nying nying nying
Nying nying nying nying nying me say murder