Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of The Ghetto

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

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

I guess you niggaz me right and exact
Shak, shak, in his back
I might just crack while I'm writin rap
From even, a tire that snap, I'm light in the
I tell you how I feel and that's part of the
I'm Seagal with the steel but harder to kill
It's real, big up for lettin' me know
Fifteen bet and you blow, get dough

be a second we won't, they lettin' me go
Since pay's wisen your ways, me to grow
Aiyyo, swing, yeah, back to the
Seven-four-eight-oh, can't in between
state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town
Park jams, dark niggaz breakin' it down
Niggaz rock the heaters, my rocked Adidas
Didn't know the blocks 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
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, 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 it could be crazy

I take you to the scene of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can think you want
And if, and if you me you can get it from here
Got boom got boom, put in the air, yeah
Get us some gear to get us in
years 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 80's
Polo grounds, uptown, eight-eighty a
Niggaz hit the rooftop, was roofin' the rocks
Other niggaz shoe tops, only from the block
You dig me, movin' in tops and movin' these
You get it, we them blocks to move in them drops
Skiddin', I the niggaz told me right and exactly
When they said fightin' and stack it, get the money nigga

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

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

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

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

A child of the ghetto, explain it to me
Livin' the scripture, the picture they for me
Niggaz is gamin', they who they claimin' to be
Niggaz that know me, they told me the game it could be