Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

From hood to hood, they see what's hood and who I be

I got the Yankee just sittin' over to browse
And the G four is gettin' over the clouds
You can't tell me I ain't, what's up right now
I got a bottle of upside down
There's some chicks wit boyfriends that are up now
they know the big dog had a pups like wow
I'm in my city ways
Headin' overseas wit a zip of New York City's
You rats can keep runnin' through city's maze
Until you get sprayed with the
I know you in that hole, you to hide
Like the who tried, who went and testified
Of course your girl wanna over and be rubbed
And mind taking rides over the G dubs
I ride Rovers on Spre
Please don't be dude who died over a ski dub, chill

From hood to hood, see what's hood and know who I be
From block to block, they see it, not know who I be
From to state, they cannot hate, they know who I be
the east to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!

I get it jumpin' a lo lo six four
And bet they hop on it a pogo stick pro
I'm chillin' wit these go go though
do the kinda things that belong in a porno flick yo
You know him and the gang
Wit the bling worked on, that you of lemon meringue
But remember the thangs, too far
And wanna hear 'em go bang, bang, bang
John Witherspoon, I'm watchin' 'em closely
I know the goin' slither soon
The two toned Maybach's delivered soon
The back feels like sittin' in the livin'
I'm so hard bodied the suit on Batman
It's that man back to back plat' scan
I'm back for the third time, I make words for a livin'
You probably I'm still ghetto, nigga!

From hood to hood, they see hood and know who I be
From block to block, they see it, not can't who I be
From to state, they cannot hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the Midwest and south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!

They tried to put two nines on me, like Gretzky
But my lawyer saw through it like wet tees
I smoked till my eyes just like Jet Li's
On islands where the water's blue like Pepsi
Yeah, the trigger might get squeezed
And the slugs will skip over your waves, just like jet
Hoes know ghetto from New York, 'em the Fresh Prince
And rose petals when I walk
They love how I came back hard like blow
And I'm still a throb to a hood hoe
That's what hood though, yes, I would
'cause I'm in the streets like manhole covers
Rims look like blades when a fan brother
I'm waitin' on a to land, roast others
The man no other, 'cause I in it
My time is money, couldn't buy ten minutes
I'm catch up!

From to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
From block to block, they see it, not know who I be
From state to state, they hate, they know who I be
From the to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto! It's ghetto!