Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

I got the Yankee leanin' just sittin' to browse
And the G four is just over the clouds
You tell me that I ain't, what's up right now
I got a bottle of upside down
There's some chicks wit that are up tight now
'Cause they the big dog had a pups like wow
I'm in my city ways
Headin' overseas wit a zip of New City's haze
You rats can keep runnin' through your city's
Until you get sprayed with the
I know you in that hole, you best to
the rest 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 on Spre dubs
Please don't be another dude who died a ski dub, chill

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

I get it like a lo lo six four
And bet they hop on it like a stick 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 worked on, remind you of lemon meringue
But the thangs, ain't too far
And y'all wanna hear 'em go bang, bang,
John Witherspoon, I'm watchin' 'em closely
I know the snakes slither soon
The two Maybach's gettin' delivered soon
The back feels like sittin' in the room
I'm so bodied like the suit on Batman
It's that man back to back plat' scan
I'm back for the third time, I make rhyme for a livin'
You heard I'm still ghetto, nigga!

hood 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 cannot hate, know who I be
the east to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! 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 look just like Jet Li's
On islands where the water's blue like Pepsi
Yeah, the trigger just get squeezed
And the slugs will skip over your waves, like jet skis
Hoes know ghetto from New York, 'em the Fresh Prince
And throw petals when I walk
They love how I came back like good blow
And I'm a heart throb to a hood hoe
That's what though, yes, I would know
That's I'm in the streets like manhole covers
Rims like blades when a fan blow brother
I'm on a storm to land, roast others
The man no other, I been in it
My is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes
I'm catch up!

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 hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto!