Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto 211

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

[Silkk the
I got twin like Tamira and Tia
Nigga tries to step, try to flex, an get X-ed just like Mia
See, I be a gangsta like T, a 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 up in your time card
WHy you do what you do, because times hard
It's like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the
I hits yo' block an watch his every stop (It don't stop)
Bitches be like aw, off of some dumb shit, I this
Nigga my click when I come thick I cruise wit
(TRU!) a of niggas
that be down to on yo' set
Niggas be trippin, the teck, an we ride wit yo' bet
Best believe I clock G's, no dice, I time the blast,
I smash, I'm up in house

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

[Silkk the
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 2 brothers since Billy an Jessie James
P would you
(Master P: yeah, Silkk would you blast?)
if the nigga so much as me (Bloom!)
them wit all between the seem
(Master P: Dump the bitch like the Dream)
hit that nigga wit 21
(Master P: it, I'ma hit him wit 17)
I got that K with the
(Master P: Fuck it, get the cream)
Ain't no wrestlin but 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 that I peels caps
(Master P: I murder!)
Niggas get dealed with, hook 'em,
how you gon' fuck wit niggas we black
(Master P: A robbery)
an that's how we
(Master P: On a robbing spree from down to the Wessyde)

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

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