Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

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

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

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

You wonder why I mix and mingle
I'd rather roll a and mix my single
And I don't about y'all but I'm workin'
And I don't know about you but I hurtin'

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

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

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

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

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

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