Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People look at you like the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps tryin to my flow
And what they don't know show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to 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 on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, Who's
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, countin double thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the when your
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 thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac