Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

I was raised 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 metal

I use to out with 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 now I'm on some dumb shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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