Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
Children of the ghettooo, on
got me runnin' through my ghetto
First
They got me runnin' through my in a cold sweat,
I just can't back, sticks 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 corners when they struck,
Glass pipes look like lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the Lord with a desire,
Die a "G" to make change, when I approach'em,
Even I got a great range, I won't smoke'em,
I reminisce on the times, we spent together,
J.R. High goin' half on dimes and a feather,
We was floatin' in the fool, steady laughin',
Til' the day killed you and got me askin'
(4x)
Second
They to silence the violence and minus the menace,
But I'm in to win this tryin' to break a Guieness,
as usual, it's unpredictable,
Critical deranges the typical,
I terrorize, paralyze intentions,
answered on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be taught on the Block of I mention,
dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the shiny sun,
Gotta blunt, I'm tryin' to me one,
Life dream, be me number,
On tha right team, as a youngster,
Live a G-role, actin' a hero, will 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,
Ever since birth, I'm out of innocence,
Isn't beautiful? The undisputible,
G me suitable, won't hesitate to shoot a fool,
Up and advance, a blast, can you dance?
Like a shakin' ass in the back of an ambulance,
In a of confusion, havin' illusions,
Of mental bein' my solution,
in my nutty head, wantin' everybody dead?
Red Rum the lead, Come through your bunk bed,
Now Mom I could reach the sky if I try,
My is a lost one,
I'm sleep wakin' with a shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)