Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
Children of the ghettooo, on
They got me runnin' through my
First
They got me through my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just can't look back, got your boy wet,
Checkin' for my homies, race pass the bayou,
Why those five oh's kickin' down my
Run up in a smokehouse, dark as what,
But I spot'em in tha when they lighters struck,
pipes look like neon lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the with a poisonous desire,
Die a "G" tryin' to make change, I approach'em,
though I got a great range, I won't smoke'em,
I on the happy times, we spent together,
J.R. High goin' half on and like a feather,
We was floatin' in the wind fool, laughin',
Til' the day somebody killed you and got me
(4x)
Second
They to silence the violence and minus the menace,
But I'm in this to win tryin' to break a Guieness,
as usual, it's unpredictable,
Critical deranges the typical,
I terrorize, your intentions,
answered on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be on the Block of Rock I mention,
Critical dimensions, yes I rest my Hyna in the shiny sun,
blunt, I'm tryin' to find me one,
Life dream, be me number,
On tha right team, as a youngster,
Live a G-role, a hero, will get'cha below,
be facin' Ito, but you got your life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got criminals in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and can't stop my cynical,
Passion I'm blastin', the evidence,
since birth, I'm ripped out of innocence,
Isn't this The undisputible,
G me suitable, won't hesitate to shoot a fool,
Up and advance, a blast, can you dance?
Like a trick ass in the back of an ambulance,
In a trance of confusion, illusions,
Of mental bein' my solution,
in my nutty head, wantin' everybody dead?
Red Rum the lead, Come through your bunk bed,
Now Mom said I could the sky if I try,
My is a lost one,
I'm wakin' with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)