Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

From to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be

I got the Yankee leanin' sittin' over to browse
And the G four is just over the clouds
You tell me that I ain't, what's up right now
I got a bottle of Tequila down
There's chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now
'Cause they the big dog had a pups like wow
I'm in my city ways
overseas wit a zip of New York City's haze
You can keep runnin' through your city's maze
Until you get sprayed with the
I know you in that hole, you best to
Like the rest who tried, who went and
Of course your girl slide over and be rubbed
And don't mind taking over the G dubs
I Rovers on Spre dubs
Please don't be dude who died over a ski dub, chill

From to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
block to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, they cannot hate, know who I be
the east to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto! It's ghetto!

I get it jumpin' a lo lo six four
And bet hop on it like a pogo stick pro
I'm chillin' wit these go go though
That do the kinda things that belong in a flick yo
You know him and the gang
Wit the worked on, that remind you of lemon meringue
But the thangs, ain't too far
And wanna hear 'em go bang, bang, bang
Like John Witherspoon, I'm watchin' 'em
I know the goin' slither soon
The two toned gettin' delivered soon
The back feels like sittin' in the room
I'm so hard like the suit on Batman
It's that man that back to back plat'
I'm back for the third time, I words rhyme for a livin'
You probably I'm still ghetto, nigga!

From hood to hood, they see hood and know who I be
From to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
state to state, they cannot hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down it's ghetto!
ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!

They tried to put two nines on me, like Gretzky
But my lawyer saw through it just like wet
I smoked till my eyes look just Jet Li's
On where the water's blue just like Pepsi
Yeah, the just might get squeezed
And the slugs will over your waves, just like jet skis
Hoes know from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince
And throw petals when I walk
They how I came back hard like good blow
And I'm still a heart to a hood hoe
That's what hood though, yes, I know
That's 'cause I'm in the streets like manhole
Rims look like blades when a fan blow
I'm waitin' on a to land, roast others
The man no other, 'cause I in it
My time is money, y'all couldn't buy ten
I'm gon' up!

From hood to hood, they see what's and know who I be
From to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, cannot hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!