Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
of the ghettooo, hold on
They got me through my ghetto
First
They got me through my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I can't look back, sticks got your boy wet,
Checkin' alleys for my homies, race 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 lighters struck,
Glass pipes look like lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the Lord with a 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 happy times, we together,
J.R. High goin' half on and like a feather,
We was floatin' in the fool, steady laughin',
Til' the day somebody killed you and got me
(4x)
Second
They tryin' to the violence and minus the menace,
But I'm in to win this tryin' to break a Guieness,
as usual, it's 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 of Rock I mention,
Critical dimensions, yes I with 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,
I'll be facin' Ito, but you got life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got incredible in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and tactics 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 trick shakin' ass in the of an ambulance,
In a trance of confusion, illusions,
Of mental bein' my solution,
Who's in my nutty head, everybody dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, Come through your bed,
Now Mom said I reach the sky if I try,
My is a lost one,
I'm wakin' with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)