Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
of actions be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this black male
Some see me stranded in this of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the seeds follow me
protect your
Born less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
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 to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, rumors 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 what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
never wish death on cuz there aint no comin bac