Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto 211

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

[Silkk the
I got glock like Tamira and Tia
Nigga tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get just like Mia
See, I be a gangsta like T, a murdera C,
when you see me bow down, me a master like P
My murderistic tactics got niggas stackin off in the bushes,
Tryin to get me some G an 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
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 some shit, I runs this
Nigga T-R-U's my click when I thick I cruise wit
(TRU!) a of niggas
be down to ride on yo' set
Niggas be trippin, cock the teck, an we wit yo' bet
Best believe I clock G's, nigga no dice, I 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, I'm a killa, who gives a fuck
if I murder ghetto nigga

[Silkk the
Taz tries to hit but I be back up out the back
Me an P countin G's, up keys up in the crack house
The baddest 2 brothers Billy an Jessie James
P would you
(Master P: yeah, Silkk would you blast?)
if the nigga so much as me (Bloom!)
Hits wit all between the seem
(Master P: the bitch like Hakeem the Dream)
hit that nigga wit 21
(Master P: Fuck it, hit him wit 17)
I got K with the beam
(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 like 3 for all my
(Master P: fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')
One eighty-seven that I peels
(Master P: I murder!)
get dealed with, nigga hook 'em,
how you gon' fuck wit niggas we real
(Master P: A robbery)
an that's how we
(Master P: On a spree from down South to the Wessyde)

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

P]
Y'all niggas wake-up an smell the muthafuckin coffee
I'm not tryin to to y'all niggas but I'm tellin y'all niggas
ya ass an trust nobody
'cause in the ghetto everybody lives like Gotti
Nigga comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' hizeart
live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta fuck you
An like my nigga Silkk said, it's time to
I got no money, I might just pull a jack
but that's I might 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 other, nigga
think about it