Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
Children of the ghettooo, on
They got me runnin' my ghetto
First
They got me runnin' my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just can't look back, sticks got boy wet,
alleys for my homies, race pass the bayou,
Why those oh's kickin' down my doors?
Run up in a smokehouse, dark as what,
But I spot'em in tha when they lighters struck,
Glass pipes like neon lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the Lord a poisonous 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 half on dimes and like a feather,
We was floatin' in the wind fool, laughin',
the day somebody killed you and got me askin'
(4x)
Second
They tryin' to silence the and minus the menace,
But I'm in to win this tryin' to break a Guieness,
Business as usual, unpredictable,
changes deranges the typical,
I terrorize, your 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 rest with my Hyna in the sun,
Gotta blunt, I'm to find me one,
dream, thirteen be me number,
On tha right team, as a youngster,
Live a G-role, actin' a hero, get'cha below,
I'll be Ito, but you got your life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got criminals in my subliminal,
actions and tactics can't stop my cynical,
Passion I'm blastin', the evidence,
Ever since birth, I'm out of innocence,
Isn't this The undisputible,
G fits me suitable, hesitate 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,
Who's in my nutty head, wantin' dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, Come through bunk bed,
Now Mom said I reach the sky if I try,
My is a lost one,
I'm sleep wakin' a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)