Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto 211

P]
We got no money
so me an Silkk gon' hit a crack for some dope, haha
police ain't give a fuck,
niggas niggas in the ghetto...
Armed

the Shocker]
I got twin like Tamira and Tia
Nigga tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get X-ed just Mia
See, I be a gangsta like T, a like C,
you see me bow down, address me a master like P
My murderistic tactics got niggas stackin off in the bushes,
Tryin to get me G an dope to the hookers
It's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in your card
WHy you do what you do, because times hard
It's like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the
I yo' block an watch his shit every stop (It don't stop)
Bitches be like aw, off of dumb shit, I runs this
T-R-U's my click when I come thick I cruise wit
(TRU!) a gang of
that be to ride on yo' set
be trippin, cock the teck, an we ride wit yo' bet
Best believe I G's, nigga no dice, I time the blast,
I smash, I'm up in house

'cause I'm a hustler, 'cause I'm a killa, who gives a
if I murder ghetto nigga
I'm a hustler, 'cause I'm a killa, who gives a fuck
if I murder another nigga

the Shocker]
Taz tries to hit but I be up out the back route
Me an P countin G's, up keys up in the crack house
The baddest 2 brothers since Billy an James
P would you
(Master P: Hell yeah, would you blast?)
if the nigga so as tests me (Bloom!)
Hits them wit all the seem
(Master P: Dump the bitch like the Dream)
I'ma hit nigga wit 21
(Master P: Fuck it, hit him wit 17)
I got that K with the
(Master P: it, I'ma get the cream)
no wrestlin but these niggas like tag-team
Be like, 1 for the
(Master P: I be 2 for the dope)
be 3 for all my cash
(Master P: fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')
One eighty-seven I peels caps
(Master P: I murder!)
Niggas get dealed with, nigga 'em,
how you gon' fuck wit niggas we black
(Master P: A robbery)
an how we ride
(Master P: On a robbing from down South to the Wessyde)

P]
1, 2, 3, yo' birthday
Ain't no love on muthafuckin first of the month,
yo' last day
See I be jackin, my nigga Silkk be
I be puttin niggas in bags, bitch, I ain't actin
It's no substitutes on this shit, this is the real
fuck what you heard 'cause, nigga, I'm to kill a bitch
You got my cash, gimme the grass, you hoes?
my ass, it's ninteen ninty-skrilla, bitches in the body bag
It's time to spray ya, ya out like Calgon
Ain't no love, murder muthafucka, this ain't no funny
South they jackin,robbed, an they packin
Puttin niggas in muthafuckas trunks of the car, who
Wanna a ride, ride around the block,
it's time to go, ain't no love where I'm
Niggas killin for that snow, an yo' bitch
I don't love no hoe don't no bitch
She got Master P on her ass an she'll my dick (Damn)
niggas mad 'cause I'm famous, it's time to ride,
It's time to ride, no love on the South Side

P]
Y'all niggas better an smell the muthafuckin coffee
I'm not to preach to y'all niggas but I'm tellin y'all niggas
Watch ya ass an trust
'cause in the ghetto everybody like John Gotti
Nigga comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthafuckin
live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta fuck you
An like my nigga Silkk said, it's time to
I ain't got no money, I just pull a jack
but that's what I do
I'm not you to do that, nigga, do what you gotta do
we Bout It! We rowdy!
But who gives a fuck if we kill each other,
Y'all think it