Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
People look at you like youse the
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't know about your day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
nineteen for casket and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to 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 better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta have gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our be close captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the of mashin'
No tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this of hell, jail, and crack sales
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
your essence
Born with less, but you still

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 kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life 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 dude
yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac