Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

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

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, cannot hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the and down south it's ghetto!
ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!

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

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

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

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