Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

She's gettin' up in here
She's ghetto up in here
Whoa, whoa,

She be like, one Mississippi, two Mississippi, stop!
Backed up, [Incomprehensible] roll then you
Like I before, he's my man
part of that conversation don't you understand?
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
(She's get ghetto up in here)

Boots don't come off, grease up my face, put you in place
(She's gonna get up in here)
I didn't scrap, poppin' all that when ya gotta fall back now
(She's get ghetto up in here)

Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it's gonna get
(She's get ghetto up in here)
Leave me alone and go on by the way 'stop up his cellphone'

When you had him, you him
Now I found him and I'm him
And happy, there's no drama
So you can those high notes for the opera

'Cause I givin' him up, I'm lovin' him up
Me and him night, drinkin' from the same cup
They say you don't know a good thing 'til it's
And now he landed in my

She be like, one two Mississippi stop
Backed up, [Incomprehensible] roll, then you
Like I said before, my man
What part of that don't you understand?
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
(She's get ghetto up in here)

Boots come' off, grease up my face, put you in your place
(She's get ghetto up in here)
Didn't want to scrap, poppin' all that when ya gotta back now
(She's get ghetto up in here)

Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, gonna get pretty
(She's gonna get up in here)
Leave me alone and go on by the way blowing up his cellphone

Took of his kindness
Didn't his sweetness
Now I'm present, the past
Ain't my fault what y'all had didn't

I ain't givin' him up, I'm lovin' him up
Me and him every night, drinkin' the same cup
They say you don't know a thing 'til it's gone
And now he in my arms

I kill the confusion
(Girl, ain't no confusion)
I want you to know me he's lovin'
(You know you I'm lovin', yeah)
I'm even thinking about his children
So, I think you should yourself a new boy
'Cause this ship done a long time ago

you ever been in a party?
Droppin' your sexy and bottles came flyin' in your
Turned around saw two cats fightin'?
Tried to the good Samaritan, now your face is scratchin'

They gettin' pretty, pretty, they girly, girly
Someone call 'bout to be an ally
Stilettos off, white tees commin' off
When the cops shut it down half the in my loft

One Mississippi two Mississippi
Backed up, roll, then you drop
I said before, he's my man
What of that conversation don't you understand?
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
(She's gonna get up in here)

Boots come' off, grease up my face, put you in your place
(She's get ghetto up in here)
Didn't want to scrap, poppin' on the cap ya gotta fall back now
(She's gonna get up in here)

to be a lady but you keep pushin' me, it's gonna get pretty
(She's get ghetto up in here)
me alone and go on by the way, 'stop blowing up his cellphone'

Ya, listen it's the sound of James with the Refugees
Uh, uh, don't make me get
(Trouble in here, 'em)
I wanna get ghetto, no