Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't know about 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 just 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 hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to my flow
And they don't 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 I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every 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 coke and 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
my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, Who's
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
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 funny i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz aint no comin bac