Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

In this world I'm pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the
In world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the

I was raised in in the ghetto, I got payed in the ghetto
A lot of gangstas got in the ghetto
A lot of got, got in the ghetto
Got shot in the but not popped in they metal

I use to hang out with the ol' G's and peep
They use to me to the store and tell me keep the change
Now eight years later and I run shit
Kiss the ring 'cause now I'm on some shit

And I with that kissing ass shit dawg
You owe me stacks, don't me back
I'm backin' heat with the Heatmakers, I can spit it from the
I don't need a of loose sleeve paper

You why I never mix and mingle
I'd rather roll a and mix my single
And I don't know about y'all but I'm
And I don't know about you but I ain't

In this I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the the city

My neighborhood shit like Mister Rogers
in the ghetto, niggaz quick to squabble
Everybody unemployed in the ghetto-well fair, health
Shit the game ain't fair, a lot of y'all never come to the ghetto

y'all greedy ass fuck
Niggaz don't take care of kids, they'd rather buy a new truck
You wanna be a ghetto star and ride in the
when the D's post up, it's goin' down in the hood

It's understood that more paper bring haters
Everybody wanna but we need more players
In eighth grade I got paid on a basis
I'm stepping out with Air Max with the regular

In this world I'm gon'
I was in the ghetto-out the city

Something is me back
Something is holdin' me
Something is me back
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