Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know about your day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
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
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to fatal
of actions be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
Hustlin' and be a nigga 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? Save your
My childhood years were spent buryin' my in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the seeds follow me
protect your
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally black
back, countin double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the when 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) a funny 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 were going our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there no comin bac