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

I guess you niggaz told me right and
Shak, shak, right in his
I might just crack while I'm writin rap
even, a tire that snap, I'm light in the sack
I you how I feel and that's part of the deal
I'm like, Seagal 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 we won't; they lettin me go
Since wisen your ways, allow me to grow
Aiyyo (yo) yeah back to the scene
Seven-four-eight-oh, recall in between
Whole state pulsate, we can the town
Park dark shams niggaz breakin it down
Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique Adidas
Didn't know the blocks were the spots would lead us
But hey..

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

[G.
I take you back to the of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can think you want
And if you.. and if you me you can get it from here
Got boom got boom, put 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
Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we are
Take you to the 80's around
Polo Grounds, Uptown, eight-eighty a
hit the rooftop, y'all was roofin the rocks
Other niggaz tops, only youth on the block
You dig me - movin in tops and movin these
You get it - we movin them blocks to move in drops
Skiddin - I the niggaz told me right 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
it got live, eight-six in the mix
Eighty-seven in the kicks, in the whips
I had the grind, now I know it was flow
Ninety-one we got guns, it was dough
was the key, nine-four was sure
Nine-five took a dive, nine-six I was
Nine-seven did now I'm made out the gate
spit rhymes two-thousand and straight..
Shit, I thought I'd give housing a
Sit back, the cake, and lounge in estates, but yo

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