Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of The Ghetto

Yo, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, G. Dep!

[G.
A child of the ghetto, explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture painted for me
Rippin it and gunnin and aimin for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)

I guess you niggaz me right and exact
Shak, shak, in his back
I just crack while I'm writin this rap
From even, a tire snap, I'm light in the sack
I tell you how I and that's part of the deal
I'm like, Seagal the steel but "Harder to Kill"
It's real, big up for lettin me know
Fifteen bet and you blow, better get
Won't be a we won't; they lettin me go
Since pays wisen your ways, me to grow
Aiyyo (yo) swing yeah to the scene
Seven-four-eight-oh, can't recall in
Whole state pulsate, we can the town
Park jams dark niggaz breakin it down
Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique rocked
Didn't know the blocks were where the spots lead us
But hey..

A child of the ghetto, nobody it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they for me
Knew it wasn't, it wasn't the game or the greed
it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me
A of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture painted for me
Niggaz is gamin they ain't who claimin to be
Niggaz that know me told me the game it could be - CRAZY

[G.
I you back to the scene of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can what you want
And if you.. and if you tell me you can get it here
Got got boom, put shit in the air (yeah yeah yeah)
Get us some to get us in here
Waited years to get a premier and did it here
- citizen where the kid is in gear, guard him
Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we are
Take you back to the 80's
Polo Grounds, Uptown, a pound
hit the rooftop, y'all was roofin the rocks
Other niggaz shoe tops, youth on the block
You dig me - in tops and movin these rocks
You get it - we them blocks to move in them drops
Skiddin - I the niggaz told me right and exact
When they stop fightin and stack it - get the money nigga

[G.
I had fun, eight-two I was new
Eight-three I did me, eight-four I had
Eighty-five it got live, in the mix
in the kicks, eighty-eight in the whips
Eighty-nine I had the grind, now I know it was
Ninety-one we got guns, ninety-two it was
Nine-three was the key, was sure
Nine-five a dive, nine-six I was poor
Nine-seven did eleven now I'm made out the
Nine-nine rhymes two-thousand and straight..
Shit, I thought I'd housing a break
Sit back, countin the cake, and in estates, but yo

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