Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

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

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

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

You why I never mix and mingle
I'd roll a dutch and mix my single
And I don't know y'all but I'm workin'
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 ain't shit like Mister
'Cause in the ghetto, niggaz to squabble
unemployed in the ghetto-well fair, health care
Shit the game ain't fair, a lot of never come back to the ghetto

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

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

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

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