Luyện nghe bài hát Geto Highlites

What you gonna now
Get on up, get on up, get on up, get on up

Every geto got a name, but they all the same
So loco gonna put you up on game
We got homies who sell straps, homies who crack
Homies who the bomb chronic sacks thats a fact

you from the neighborhood, niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, forty thieves, ganstas and
To unwrap the [Incomprehensible] what
The loudmouth one loced up in front of the icecream

And broke all of the where the big G's live
The little homie be out on account
time he might get stuck attempted
One eight seven and a minor with pride

So the D A want him tried as an
The big homey just had a son, no
I think his baby's mom is smoking 'cause she broke
And the young girls is dressing and more sleazy
And everybody and their momma talking 'bout O.J.

To the in the Hondas and Sentras
niggas fightin' their case with public defenders
Be own good ride, right, right
These are the highlites

To the niggas who indo chocolate, tired of stress
Niggas, who got warrants out for arrest
Be your own ride, right, right
These are the highlites

Slap boxin' with all the young watchin'
Dead cats in the playing craps
Niggas, dice with they feet
Think they got the funk, that one got stoked out

'Cause he's a mark a gun
The nosy bitch up the called 911, now
One his D jacked a nigga and old bitch
and registration, "All I got is a drivers permit"

Niggas, can't have
We got dogs that rip but don't even trip, welcome to California
stores and churches on every other corner
Your little brother Pop Warner

raided the dope spot
Eight year old kid got shot they mistook his B B gun for a glok
And I ain't about the homey, Lano
He got killed by a sucker way in the eighties, oh
I heard the homies, mighties is out of state
He got himself off checks in Section 8

Hey the homiez kickin' it real, yeh, I hear he's sayin' loc
Sometimes just like that in the hood
Yeh, don't change of the game but the name
That's right, you know right

To the young that's trying to stack that knot up
The house parties that's gonna always get up
Be your own good ride, right,
These are the highlites

To the negros, real to stop the
All the niggers who up during the L.A. riots
Be your own ride, right, right
These are the highlites

The nigger all sixteen switches sitting ODs
Who got jacked, he tried to out his gat
Pulling sex in his back
Now his momma, all black
And niggas is going to the barber to get a

They carried their homey to his grave
Pour out a little
Homegirl, down the street the green eyes
And big is getting thicker

Neighborhood clubs him up
And crackheads be selling and VCR's
For bucks, so what's up
the homey committed a bank caper
Saw the chase on the news and read the in today's paper

His girl's just now taking training wheels off her bike
While her got twenty-five to life at Fort Strike
The little homey just tripped and
Because he didn't realize that the was dipped, that's right

O.G's joining the and it's all good
Big G's is retaliating 'cause they enemies are crossed out the

Crackhead momma's whole county checks
Dopedealers who nickel pieces for sex
Be your own good ride, right,
These are the geto

Young niggas going to to be a doctor
Late night sounds of gunshots and
Be own good ride, right, right
These are the highlites

To all the motherfuckers who think their don't stank
Rollin OD's and then for robbing banks
Be your own good ride, right,
are the geto highlites

This is just a something for my nigga
That's still gonna be a nigga if he don't get no
Be own good ride, right, right
These are the highlites

Get on up, get on up, get on up, get on up
Get on up, get on up, get on up, get on up