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 of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the the picture they painted for me
Rippin it runnin and gunnin and for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)

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

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

[G.
I take you back to the scene of the
Scene of that rhyme and you can what you want
And if you.. and if you me you can get it from 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 from
Harlem - citizen the kid is in gear, guard him
in here, who get it in here, we are them
Take you back to the around
Polo Grounds, Uptown, a pound
Niggaz hit the rooftop, y'all was roofin the
Other niggaz shoe tops, only on the block
You dig me - movin in tops and movin rocks
You get it - we movin them blocks to move in them
Skiddin - I guess the niggaz told me and exact
When they said stop fightin and stack it - get the money

[G.
Eighty-one I had fun, 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 it was flow
we got guns, ninety-two it was dough
Nine-three was the key, was sure
Nine-five a dive, nine-six I was poor
did eleven now I'm made out the gate
Nine-nine spit 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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