Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like the user
drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I remember I was like you
Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my for my raw power move
nineteen for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what don't know will show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the midst of
No fairy tales for young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed Save your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers 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 is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked 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)
day somebody bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I 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 what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our drama i
never wish death on cuz there aint no comin bac