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 and gunnin and aimin for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)

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

A child of the ghetto, explain it to me
Livin the scripture the they painted for me
what it wasn't, it wasn't the game or the greed
Rippin it runnin and and aimin for me
A child of the ghetto, explain it to me
the scripture the picture they painted for me
Niggaz is gamin they ain't who claimin to be
Niggaz that know me they told me the game it be - CRAZY

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

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

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