Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't 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 so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like 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 kick me out, no
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for chumps tryin to my flow
And what they know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our be close captioned
to fatal attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect your
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
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 to feed in the (ghetto)
coke 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 take over projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, next?
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, countin double digit stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the life when
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the when 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 saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there no comin bac