Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, pack of
dutches and a bag of
all a bitch like you need
you from the ghetto
that Reggie Miller you push
be burning like that Cush
you gone need Reggie bush
f**king the ghetto
filling up my cup
run we don't give a f**k
new folk get me so up
coming the ghetto
so it when you in tha south
and watch what you say out mouth
and yo step cuz slippers count
when you in the
wife beater, Tim's
in with some bigger rims
flip a key and hit the
and go an get bigger gyms
tha hood is in the man
I'll get you in feelings man
It's some s**t outside your
with rims tha size of ceiling
I'm the of King Kong
I'm stomping the Congo
I can it clap clap, beat it like a bongo
cat got your
you tell that pussy let you go
wouldn't of did s**t right 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 inch yaki, big round

way to hello, say I'm
fly with the
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 the third time yo number changed
airbrush, outside speakers on
Valentino pu**y
high sneakers on
my feet done, too
all on the front
you cooking in Vicki's ass
out yo boy shorts
camouflage
and on her metro
tatted silhouettes, cuz wet is so fu**ing ghetto
game, bond man
bonds money, man
how you spend funds man
when you in the
if you make your easy
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo rapper Jeezy
you are muthaf**king
hundred dollar on
tag bragging
but tha world yo ass
so you where f**ka's sagging
cd of the newest
and Nike's be tha of choice
paint, 24's
boosters, hoes, and licka
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
hammer laying in lap
got bitches laying in bed
and robbers in your trap
on the four wheela
TV's in the
and hundred best
cuz he was tricking tha head best
section eight chase
eviction notice getting
support, hood homes
advance on the third
DVD's
Rico had kid
tax checks
you other people's kids
more gold teeth, tattoos dreadlocks
you out tha room window
oh now you call it
lace front, long
looking for a trap
now every in the ghetto
he thinkin he a rap
fully stick
out a town a brick
now watch him role and him stick
when you in the
pills, dro, kid,
and you don't wanna know
bags, corner stores
it's so muthaf**in

(1X)