Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to fatal
Pictures of actions be played
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why tears? 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
Just at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
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 was spread
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the life 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 powerful
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 i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac