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 just can't look back, got your boy wet,
alleys for my homies, race pass 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 they lighters struck,
Glass look like neon lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the Lord a poisonous desire,
Die a "G" to make change, when I approach'em,
though I got a great range, I won't smoke'em,
I on the happy times, we spent together,
J.R. High goin' on dimes and like a feather,
We was floatin' in the fool, steady laughin',
Til' the day somebody you and got me askin'
(4x)
Second
They tryin' to the violence 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, your intentions,
answered on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be taught on the Block of 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,
a G-role, actin' a hero, will get'cha below,
I'll be facin' Ito, but you got life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got criminals in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and tactics stop my cynical,
Passion I'm blastin', the evidence,
Ever birth, I'm ripped out of innocence,
this beautiful? 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 trance of confusion, illusions,
Of mental institutions my solution,
Who's in my nutty head, everybody dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, Come through bunk bed,
Now Mom said I reach the sky if I try,
My soul is a one,
I'm sleep with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)