Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

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

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

And I ain't with that kissing ass 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 roll a dutch and mix my single
And I don't know y'all but I'm workin'
And I don't about you but I ain't hurtin'

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

My neighborhood ain't shit like Rogers
in the ghetto, niggaz quick to squabble
Everybody in the ghetto-well fair, health care
Shit the game ain't fair, a lot of y'all come back to the ghetto

'Cause greedy ass fuck
Niggaz don't take care of they kids, they'd rather buy a new
You be a ghetto star and ride 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 eighth I got paid on a regular basis
I'm stepping out Air Max with the regular laces

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

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