Luyện nghe bài hát Children Of The Ghetto

Chorus [Singer &
of the ghettooo, hold on
They got me runnin' my ghetto
First
They got me runnin' through my in a cold sweat,
I just look back, sticks got your boy wet,
Checkin' for my homies, race 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 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,
Even though I got a range, I won't smoke'em,
I reminisce on the 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 killed you and got me askin'
(4x)
Second
tryin' to silence the violence and minus the menace,
But I'm in this to win tryin' to break a Guieness,
as usual, it's unpredictable,
Critical 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 tryin' to me one,
Life dream, be me number,
On tha right team, as a youngster,
Live a G-role, a hero, will get'cha below,
I'll be Ito, but you got your life Repo'ed
(4x)
3rd
I got incredible in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and tactics can't my cynical,
Passion I'm blastin', the evidence,
since birth, I'm ripped 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 of confusion, havin' illusions,
Of mental bein' my solution,
Who's in my head, wantin' everybody dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, Come your bunk bed,
Now Mom said I could the sky if I try,
My soul is a one,
I'm sleep wakin' a mutha shotgun,
I pop one
(4x)