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
People at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I I was just like you
blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they 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
mad Newport's cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
to fatal attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the of mashin'
No tales for this young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years were spent my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to 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 on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to over this projects
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And he start to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
See who got smoked, what rumors was
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 thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two people 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