Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, of weave
and a bag of weed
that's all a bitch like you
you the f**king ghetto
Reggie Miller that you push
don't be burning that Cush
you gone need that bush
f**king the ghetto
moscato up my cup
run outs we don't give a
new get me so f**ked up
coming the ghetto
so watch it you in tha south
and watch what you say out your
and watch yo step cuz slippers
when you in the
beater, nigga Tim's
slide in some bigger rims
a key and hit the flee
and go an get bigger gyms
tha hood is in the man
I'll get you in your man
It's some outside your house
with rims tha of ceiling fans
I'm the of King Kong
I'm stomping the Congo
I can make it clap clap, beat it a bongo
cat got tongue
you tell that pussy let you go
wouldn't of did this s**t here
so but the song so

ghetto, country, hood,
put hands up if you f**king that s**t
ghetto, ya know opposite of
twelve yaki, big round booties

way to hello, say I'm
fly the medal
tell em that it is it is
I it do what it do
and i love i live
and my people love it too, cuz we

2

you in the in the projects
lights in yo mama's
you lock yo celly
and that's the third time yo number
transport airbrush, speakers on
Valentino pu**y
high sneakers on
my done, nails too
all on the porch
you in some Vicki's ass
hanging out yo boy
camouflage
and on her metro
tatted silhouettes, cuz wet is just so ghetto
dope game, man
bonds money, man
that's how you funds man
when you in the
if you make your money
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo favorite Jeezy
you are ghetto
dollar jeans on
price tag
but tha kiss yo ass
so you where f**ka's sagging
cd of the newest
and Nike's be tha shoe of
candy paint,
boosters, hoes, and stores
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
laying in your lap
got bitches laying in bed
and robbers laying in trap
dubs on the four
in the headrest
and hundred dolla
cuz he was give tha head best
section eight chase
eviction notice getting
child support, homes
on the f**king third
bootleg
had anotha kid
Income tax
you claiming other kids
more hard teeth, tattoos dreadlocks
you serving out tha window
oh now you call it
lace front, long
for a trap star
now every in the ghetto
he thinkin he a rap
fully stick
out a town a brick
now watch him and watch him stick
when you in the
pills, dro, kid,
and people you wanna know
bags, corner stores
it's so muthaf**in

(1X)