Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it feel to wake up up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 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 kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks went for down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for 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
for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your 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 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 vultures
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect your
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
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)
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 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 loungin black
Sittin back, countin double thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause the life 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 cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two people 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