Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, side
y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
One

forgive me for I've sinned
Over and over just to stay on top
I recall memories with sin
Over and over again, and

Yo, when you hear of the south side, you hear talk of the team
See niggas Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a it down iller
See Preme was a man and Prince was the killer

Remember, he used to push the BM, uh, huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat and peeped shit
They roll with Easy Rider and ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects for fifty on five-hundred

As a youth, all I did was sell crack
I to idolize cat, heart me in my heart
To that nigga snitched on Pat
How he go out like

Rumors in the was [unverified] was snitchin'
I ain't believe that, pa, he me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to his truck through the hood draggin' jet skis

From Gerald to Baby Wise, don't be surprised
Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with
Like L A N Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us
niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin' Dominicans around and gave 'em more bricks

Lord forgive me, for I've
Over and over again to stay on top
I recall memories filled sin
Over and over again, and

That first verse is just a of the shit that I'm on
Consider this the first chapter in the Qu Ran
I know a lot of niggas get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Righteous from Hillside with the on his nose

my struggles through the hood, I started learnin'
Life's a with a pretty face but she burnin'
Man, I'm a get cheese like Chaz run through wips like Cigar
all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata

Popo under pressure too, they what they facin'
Go against crews like B-Bo and like Patty Mason
A lotta niggas I been corrupted since birth
Enticed to rob for fun, for everything they worth

I know some cats hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
niggas stand and divided they fall
'Round here, shook niggas keep it in motion
Come here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean

knows, Tommy had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royce's with VaTonne interior
sound like I'm fantasizin', but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, Benice to watch the money

Had money out the ass, he politic the Asian
couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion

Lord forgive me, for sinned
and over again just to stay on top
I recall filled with sin
Over and again, and again

Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, what they was about yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy cream Alpo
Throughout my time I heard tales of
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky,

Rodney Bump and Chick, shit, a lot a flow the way I flow
But ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I
Writin' rhymes is the best way I express how I
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, be dead or in jail

Comin' up I sippin' too much booze'll leave you confused
And if you the news you see playas in this game that lose
I'm forgettin' and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, and E Money Bags

And a conversation over and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard stopped boxin'
And started robbin' diners, shout out to and Clutch
Bob Dre, Black Will, if the flow kill you the Mac will

Lord forgive me for I've
Over and over again just to on top
I recall memories with sin
Over and again, and again