Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

Ok, we got the in the building
We got in the building
We got Weezy in the building

Nigga, it's B.M, J.R, Weezy,
see him, naw, he need to even eighty
An' I speakin' Gs, I'm talkin' M
An' I'm walkin' a pimp in them all street tims

Man, shorty got green than a Boston Gems
Green Austen, don't cost in rims
appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a boss up in here

How much it cost for this here? How much it for this year?
'Cuz Me an' 'bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, cash money off the
I in a ride on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the days the teachers was on that pay

I'm raised in the cage, with a bit of amazin' grace
An' to move coke at a amazin' pace
Man, my daddy, super Dave, race it
Real, not have me, B. I'ma win it, I'm a

In the life, I'm a ghetto boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the streets
I'm a ghetto life, any dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an' you best to be me
Ghetto, ghetto, life

See, I ride on them when I'm pimpin' them hoes
Just that Sunshine City, when I'm smokin' dro
When it to this ice, real livin' his life
Get money, pimpin' hoes these ghetto type

Nigga, check the background, I got O.G.
Just a hood rich nigga, flippin' birds on a
Not survive in world with guns, pahs an' knifes
Pour out a liquor, mami lost her life

All my niggaz in the penitentiary, that life
See I'm stunnin' for my niggaz with chromed out pipes
This swish interry foreign lifes
An' I keep this big just protect my ice

I act, a damn fool, when I'm full of that
But it's the Birdman, Daddy, these ghetto stripes
hood, ghetto pipe
Ghetto walk, my ghetto life

In the life, I'm a ghetto boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the ghetto
I'm a ghetto life, any dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an' you best to be me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Ayyo, the duck just born, I seven more leaders
C.Five, Fo' Fum an' a 74
Act up I let the 4 fever leave ya
game, head crack, 64 fever

When I'm in L.A., I got 64
An' a fever for the of a six foot diva
I told the po' to feave her, I'm about to
Out to just, not a chef, but I how to cook

With the piece stocks, cook up the
Seventh Delenix is hot, I cook up the block
Send to ya block, out done cook up yo spots
That's how coke for that up his watch

I'm one of those, that will up to Pac
'Cuz when I get over, cook up the cops
All they say is, look at his
Hand on my license, look at his

But, thug shit, dog, we with Baby
We come through clownin',
An' if we, surrounded babies, duck tape the to the wall
Then shoot circle all the baby, Killa

In the ghetto life, I'm a boy
in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dog, I can up
For ghetto me an' you to be watchin' me
Ghetto, ghetto, life

It's nothin', man, Killa, Diplomats, Cash Money, Baby,
Jim Jones, Santana, what's good?
Birdman, fly to hood near you, then they got 'em
Yeah, ya know, ya know, get that out one more time