Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

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

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

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

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, they cannot hate, know who I be
From the east to west, through the and down south it's ghetto!
ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!

They to put two nines on me, just like Gretzky
But my lawyer saw through it just like wet
I smoked till my eyes look just Jet Li's
On islands where the water's blue just Pepsi
Yeah, the trigger just might get
And the will skip over your waves, just like jet skis
Hoes ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince
And throw rose petals I walk
They love how I came back hard like good
And I'm a heart throb to a hood hoe
That's what hood though, yes, I would
That's 'cause I'm in the streets like manhole
Rims like blades when a fan blow brother
I'm waitin' on a storm to land, others
The man no other, I been in it
My time is money, y'all buy ten minutes
I'm catch up!

From hood to hood, they see what's 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
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto!