Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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

We bout to it up
We bout to it up
We givin' up
The startin' salary, it's hard
Find
We got our leaders too but they lead us to?
Do they leave us or see it through?
Yeah we precious metals
Our shit is level
We raise the level (?)

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

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