Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to fatal
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No fairy for this young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
protect your
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, rumors was spread
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause the life when your
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the life ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a funny thing i kinda realized how 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac