Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

I got the Yankee leanin' sittin' over to browse
And the G four is just gettin' over the
You can't me that I ain't, what's up right now
I got a bottle of Tequila down
some chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now
'Cause they know the big dog had a like wow
I'm stuck in my ways
overseas wit a zip of New York City's haze
You can keep runnin' through your city's maze
Until you get sprayed with the
I know you in that hole, you to hide
Like the rest who tried, who went and
Of course your girl wanna slide over and be
And don't mind taking over the G dubs
I ride Rovers on dubs
Please don't be another dude who 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, the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto!

I get it like a lo lo six four
And bet hop on it like a pogo stick pro
I'm chillin' wit these go go chicks
That do the kinda things that 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 the snakes goin' slither soon
The two toned gettin' delivered soon
The back feels sittin' in the livin' room
I'm so hard bodied like the suit on
that man that 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 to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
From to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, they cannot hate, 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!

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