Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

man
So I start looking out the
I see gun store, gun store, liquor store, gun
Where the fuck are you me?

We bout to it up
We bout to it up
We never up
The startin' salary, hard reality
solidarity
We got our leaders too but where lead us to?
Do they us or they see it through?
Yeah we precious metals
Our shit is next
We raise the threat (?)

ghetto, every city, like (?)
They way too to the mis (?)
How to concentrate, how to sit
Murder permanent place in the top 10
We live here, these drop in
You hear them cockin'
They say consciousness mean we rugged
Until you get within an inch of it
Self dudes don't get discovered
They actin' like you owe 'em
Homie I owe you nothin'
Fuck your
It's way too in the mornin' for the hate
You ain't brush teeth yet Nigga
And your toast buttered
A storm and the coast is flooded
First and my flow got
A (?)

I'm good walkin' in every ghetto the world
The hood often embrace ya when you profound with
I say the shit relate to, I keep it down to Earth
Other rappers sound like they hate you, them niggas absurd
So when they through the ghetto, they get their chain snatched
They gotta talk to the to get their chain back
It's an open air prison and it remain packed
Nothin' but facts