Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
Children of the ghettooo, on
got me runnin' through my ghetto
First
got me runnin' through my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just can't look back, got your boy wet,
Checkin' alleys for my homies, pass the bayou,
Why five oh's 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 look neon lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the Lord with a desire,
Die a "G" tryin' to make change, 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 wind fool, 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 this to win this tryin' to a Guieness,
Business as usual, unpredictable,
Critical deranges the typical,
I terrorize, paralyze intentions,
answered on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be on the Block of Rock I mention,
Critical dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the sun,
Gotta blunt, I'm to find me one,
dream, thirteen be me number,
On tha team, Sureest 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 birth, I'm ripped 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 head, wantin' 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 sleep with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)