Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of The Ghetto

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A child of the ghetto, nobody it to me
the scripture, the picture they painted for me
Rippin' it, runnin' and and aimin' for me
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I guess you niggaz told me and exact
Shak, shak, in his back
I might just while I'm writin this 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 like Seagal with the steel but harder to
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 pay's wisen ways, allow me to grow
Aiyyo, swing, yeah, to the scene
Seven-four-eight-oh, recall in between
Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the
Park jams, dark shams breakin' it down
Niggaz the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas
Didn't know the blocks where the spots would lead us
But hey

A child of the ghetto, explain 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, and gunnin' and aimin' for me
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 it could be crazy

I take you back to the of the stunt
Scene of that and you can think what you want
And if, and if you tell me you can get it from
Got boom got boom, put in the air, yeah
Get us some to get us in here
Waited years to get a and did it from here
Harlem, where 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 tops, only youth from the block
You dig me, movin' in and movin' these rocks
You get it, we movin' them to move in them drops
Skiddin', I guess the niggaz told me right and
When they stop fightin' and stack it, get the money nigga

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

Eighty-one I had fun, I was new
I did me, eighty-four I had grew
Eighty-five it got live, in the mix
Eighty-seven in the kicks, eighty-eight in the
I had the grind, now I know it was flow

Ninety-one we got guns, it was dough
Ninety-three was the key, ninety-four was
Ninety-five a dive, ninety-six I was poor
did eleven, now I'm made out the gate
Ninety-nine spit rhymes two-thousand and
Shit, I I'd give housing a break
Sit back, countin' the cake and lounge in but yo

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

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