Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they know about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to fatal
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me stranded in 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
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your
My childhood years were spent buryin' my in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect your
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and 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 over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And he start to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the 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 realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
but even tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there no comin bac