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 the picture they painted for me
Rippin it runnin and and aimin for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)

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

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

[G.
I take you back to the of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can think what you
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 gear to get us in here
Waited to get a premier and did it from here
Harlem - citizen the kid is in gear, guard him
in here, who get it in here, we are them
Take you to the 80's around
Grounds, Uptown, eight-eighty a pound
Niggaz hit the rooftop, y'all was the rocks
Other niggaz shoe tops, only youth on the
You dig me - movin in and movin these rocks
You get it - we movin them blocks to move in drops
Skiddin - I guess the niggaz told me right and
When they said stop fightin and stack it - get the money

[G.
I had fun, eight-two I was new
Eight-three I did me, I had grew
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
Ninety-one we got guns, it was dough
Nine-three was the key, was sure
Nine-five took a dive, I was poor
Nine-seven did eleven now I'm out the gate
spit rhymes two-thousand and straight..
Shit, I I'd give housing a break
Sit back, the cake, and lounge in estates, but yo

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