Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to up fucked up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like the user
drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I remember I was like you
Smokin blunts 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 hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't to hear it
mad Newport's cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to fatal
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for young black male
Some see me stranded in this of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect essence
Born less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked 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)
day somebody bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man to take over this projects
call 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 digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
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 thing i kinda realized how powerful
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac