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 through my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just can't look back, sticks got boy wet,
Checkin' alleys for my homies, pass the bayou,
Why those five oh's kickin' my doors?
Run up in a smokehouse, dark as what,
But I in tha corners when they lighters struck,
Glass look like neon 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 on the happy times, we spent together,
J.R. goin' half on dimes 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,
as usual, it's unpredictable,
Critical deranges the typical,
I terrorize, paralyze intentions,
Questions on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be taught on the Block of I mention,
Critical dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the sun,
blunt, I'm tryin' to find me one,
Life dream, be me number,
On tha right team, as a youngster,
a G-role, actin' 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,
Passion I'm blastin', the evidence,
since birth, I'm ripped out of innocence,
Isn't beautiful? The undisputible,
G fits me suitable, won't 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 institutions bein' my solution,
in my nutty head, wantin' everybody dead?
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 sleep wakin' with a shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)