Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

In this I'm gon' pity
I was in the ghetto-out the city
In this world I'm pity
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 made in the
A lot of got, got in the ghetto
Got shot in the ghetto but not popped in metal

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

And I ain't with that kissing ass shit
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 piece of 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 you but I ain't hurtin'

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

My neighborhood shit like Mister Rogers
in the ghetto, niggaz quick to squabble
Everybody unemployed in the ghetto-well fair, care
Shit the game fair, a lot of y'all never come back to the ghetto

'Cause y'all greedy ass
Niggaz take care of they kids, they'd rather buy a new truck
You wanna be a star and ride in the hood
when the D's post up, it's goin' down in the hood

It's understood that more paper more haters
Everybody wanna but we need 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

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