Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
Children of the ghettooo, on
They got me runnin' through my
Verse:
They got me runnin' my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I can't look back, sticks got your boy wet,
Checkin' for my homies, race pass the bayou,
Why those five kickin' down my doors?
Run up in a smokehouse, it's as what,
But I spot'em in tha corners they lighters struck,
Glass pipes like neon lights, but in the fire,
Lie a of the Lord with a poisonous desire,
Die a "G" tryin' to change, when I approach'em,
Even though I got a range, I won't smoke'em,
I reminisce on the 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 tryin' to silence the and minus the menace,
But I'm in to win this tryin' to break a Guieness,
Business as usual, unpredictable,
Critical changes 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 to find me one,
Life dream, be me number,
On tha right team, as a youngster,
Live a G-role, actin' a hero, get'cha below,
I'll be Ito, but you got your life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got incredible in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and can't stop my cynical,
I'm blastin', trashin' the evidence,
Ever since birth, I'm out of innocence,
Isn't this The undisputible,
G fits me suitable, won't to shoot a fool,
Up and advance, catch a blast, can you
Like a shakin' ass in the back of an ambulance,
In a of confusion, havin' illusions,
Of mental bein' my solution,
Who's in my head, wantin' everybody dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, through your bunk bed,
Now Mom said I reach the sky if I try,
My soul is a one,
I'm wakin' with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)