Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus & SPM]:
of the ghettooo, hold on
They got me runnin' through my
Verse:
They got me runnin' my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just can't back, sticks got your boy wet,
Checkin' alleys for my homies, pass the bayou,
Why those five oh's kickin' my doors?
Run up in a smokehouse, it's 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 a poisonous desire,
Die a "G" tryin' to make change, I approach'em,
though 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 in the wind fool, steady laughin',
Til' the day somebody 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,
as usual, it's unpredictable,
Critical deranges the typical,
I terrorize, your intentions,
Questions on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, And Wessons, lessons,
To be taught on the of Rock I mention,
dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the shiny sun,
Gotta blunt, I'm 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,
be facin' Ito, but you got your life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got criminals in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and tactics stop my cynical,
I'm blastin', trashin' the evidence,
Ever birth, I'm ripped out of innocence,
Isn't this 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,
Who's in my nutty head, everybody dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, through your bunk bed,
Now Mom said I reach the sky if I try,
My soul is a one,
I'm wakin' with a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)