Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto 211

P]
We ain't got no
so me an gon' hit a crack house for some dope, haha
Muthafuckin police ain't a fuck,
niggas robbin 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 T, a murdera like C,
when you see me bow down, address me a like P
My murderistic got niggas stackin off in the bushes, trees
to get me some G an dope to the hookers
It's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in time card
WHy you do what you do, because like hard
like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the glock
I hits yo' block an watch his shit stop (It don't stop)
Bitches be aw, off of some dumb shit, I runs this
Nigga T-R-U's my click when I come thick I wit
(TRU!) a of niggas
that be down to on yo' set
Niggas be trippin, the teck, an we ride wit yo' bet
believe I clock G's, nigga no dice, I time the blast,
I smash, I'm up in your

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

the Shocker]
Taz to hit but I be back up out the back route
Me an P countin G's, choppin up keys up in the house
The baddest 2 brothers since an Jessie James
P you blast
(Master P: yeah, Silkk would you blast?)
if the so much as tests me (Bloom!)
Hits them wit all between the
(Master P: the bitch like Hakeem the Dream)
I'ma hit nigga wit 21
(Master P: Fuck it, hit him wit 17)
I got that K the beam
(Master P: Fuck it, get the cream)
Ain't no wrestlin but these niggas like
Be like, 1 for the
(Master P: I be 2 for the dope)
be like 3 for all my
(Master P: Nigga it, get yo' ass on the flo')
One that I peels caps
(Master P: I murder!)
Niggas get with, nigga hook 'em,
how you gon' wit niggas we real black
(Master P: A robbery)
an how we ride
(Master P: On a robbing spree from down to the Wessyde)

P]
1, 2, 3, it's yo'
Ain't no on this muthafuckin first of the month,
yo' last day
See I be jackin, my nigga be packin
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 'cause, nigga, I'm ready to kill a bitch
You got my cash, gimme the grass, you hoes?
Kiss my ass, ninteen ninty-skrilla, bitches in the body bag
It's time to spray ya, spray ya out Calgon
Ain't no love, murder muthafucka, this ain't no farm
Down South they jackin,robbed, an they
Puttin niggas in muthafuckas of the car, who jackin
Wanna a ride, ride around the block,
time to go, ain't no love where I'm from
Niggas killin for white snow, an yo' bitch
I don't love no hoe trust no bitch
She got P on her ass an she'll suck my dick (Damn)
Y'all niggas mad I'm famous, it's time to ride,
It's time to ride, ain't no on the South Side

P]
Y'all niggas better wake-up an smell the coffee
I'm not tryin to preach to y'all niggas but I'm y'all niggas
ya ass an trust nobody
'cause in the everybody lives like John Gotti
comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthafuckin hizeart
Nigga live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta you
An like my nigga Silkk said, it's to ride
I ain't got no money, I might just a jack
but what I might do
I'm not you to do that, nigga, do what you gotta do
'cause we It! We rowdy!
But who gives a if we kill each other, nigga
think about it