Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to up fucked 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
why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
Smokin with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for 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 have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, cars and bitches
Wishin' I my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood were spent 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, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every 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)
day somebody 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 Two-Tecs to take over this
call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And he start to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
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 realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac