Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus [Singer &
Children of the ghettooo, on
They got me runnin' my ghetto
First
They got me runnin' my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just look back, sticks got your boy wet,
alleys for my homies, race pass the bayou,
Why five oh's kickin' down my doors?
Run up in a smokehouse, dark as what,
But I spot'em in tha corners they lighters struck,
pipes look 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 I got a great range, I won't smoke'em,
I reminisce on the times, we spent together,
J.R. High goin' on dimes and like a feather,
We was in the wind fool, steady laughin',
Til' the day killed you and got me askin'
(4x)
Second
They tryin' to silence the and minus the menace,
But I'm in this to win tryin' to break a Guieness,
Business as usual, unpredictable,
Critical deranges the typical,
I terrorize, your intentions,
Questions on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be taught on the of Rock I mention,
Critical dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the 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, a hero, will get'cha below,
I'll be facin' Ito, but you got your Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got incredible in my subliminal,
Minimal and tactics can't stop my cynical,
I'm blastin', trashin' the evidence,
Ever since birth, I'm out of innocence,
this 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,
Who's in my nutty head, wantin' everybody
Red Rum feel the lead, through your bunk bed,
Now Mom said I could the sky if I try,
My soul is a one,
I'm wakin' with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)