Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
of actions be played back
in the midst of
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this of hell, jail, and crack sales
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the seeds that me
your essence
Born with less, but you still

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 to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the life your
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 i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there no comin bac