Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of The Ghetto

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

I you niggaz told me right and exact
Shak, shak, in his back
I might crack 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 part of the
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 won't, they me go
pay's wisen your ways, allow me to grow
Aiyyo, swing, yeah, back to the
Seven-four-eight-oh, recall in between
state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town
Park jams, shams niggaz breakin' it down
rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas
Didn't know the blocks were where the spots would us
But hey

A child of the ghetto, nobody it to me
Livin' the scripture, the picture painted for me
what it wasn't, it wasn't the game or the greed
Rippin' it, runnin' and 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

I you back to the scene of the stunt
Scene of that and you can think 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 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 back to the around
grounds, uptown, eight-eighty a pound
Niggaz hit the rooftop, y'all was the rocks
Other shoe tops, only youth from the block
You dig me, in tops and movin' these rocks
You get it, we movin' them blocks to in them drops
Skiddin', I guess the niggaz told me right and
When they said stop fightin' and it, get the money nigga

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

Eighty-one I had fun, I was new
Eighty-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 know it was

Ninety-one we got guns, ninety-two it was
was the key, ninety-four was sure
Ninety-five 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 lounge in but yo

A child of the ghetto, nobody it to me
Livin' the scripture, the picture painted for me
Knew it wasn't, it wasn't the game or the greed
Rippin' it, runnin' and gunnin' and for me
A of the ghetto, nobody explain 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 be crazy

A of the ghetto, nobody 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, told me the game it could be crazy