Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it feel to up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know about stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our be close captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you then you can achieve
Just at me
all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect your
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to bust he like to ask, next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life when
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the life ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a funny thing i kinda realized how 2pac
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our drama i
never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac