Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's
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 licks went for down South
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to my flow
And what they don't know 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 Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you believe then you can
Just at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots 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)
coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody 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 this
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the when your
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the when 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 strong
yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac