Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But don't know about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
to fatal 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 sales
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your
My childhood years were spent buryin' my in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
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
back, countin double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
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 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac