Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of The Ghetto

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

A of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin' the scripture, the picture painted for me
Rippin' it, runnin' and gunnin' and for me
Yo, yeah, uhh,

I guess you told me right and exact
Shak, shak, right in his
I might just crack I'm writin this rap
From even, a that snap, I'm light in the sack
I you how I feel 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 we won't, they lettin' me go
pay's wisen your ways, allow me to grow
Aiyyo, swing, yeah, to the scene
Seven-four-eight-oh, can't in between
Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the
Park jams, dark shams breakin' it down
rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas
Didn't the blocks were where the spots would lead us
But hey

A child of the ghetto, nobody 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
Livin' the scripture, the picture they for me
Niggaz is gamin', they ain't who claimin' to be
Niggaz that me they told me the game it could be crazy

I you back to the scene of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can what you want
And if, and if you tell me you can get it here
Got got boom, put shit in the air, yeah
Get us some to get us in here
Waited years to get a premier and did it from
Harlem, citizen where the kid is in gear, him
Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we are

Take you back to the 80's
Polo grounds, uptown, eight-eighty a
Niggaz hit the rooftop, y'all was the rocks
Other shoe tops, only youth from the block
You dig me, movin' in tops and these rocks
You get it, we movin' blocks to move in them drops
Skiddin', I guess the told me right and exactly
When said stop fightin' and stack it, get the money nigga

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

I had fun, eighty-two I was new
Eighty-three I did me, eighty-four I had
it got live, eighty-six in the mix
Eighty-seven in the kicks, eighty-eight in the
Eighty-nine I had the grind, now I it was flow

we got guns, ninety-two it was dough
Ninety-three was the key, was sure
took a dive, ninety-six I was poor
Ninety-seven did eleven, now I'm out the gate
Ninety-nine spit two-thousand and straight
Shit, I thought I'd give a break
Sit back, countin' the cake and in estates but yo

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

A child of the ghetto, explain it to me
Livin' the scripture, the picture painted for me
is gamin', they ain't who they claimin' to be
Niggaz that know me, they told me the game it could be