Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this black male
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches
I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
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 then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed 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 to take over this 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 loungin black
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the life when
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 kinda realized how powerful
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac