Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

I got the Yankee leanin' sittin' over 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 Tequila down
some chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now
'Cause know 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 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 course your girl wanna slide over and be
And don't mind rides over the G dubs
I ride Rovers on Spre
Please don't be another dude who died a ski dub, chill

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

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

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

They tried to put two nines on me, just Gretzky
But my lawyer saw through it just 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 skip over your waves, just like jet skis
Hoes know ghetto New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince
And throw rose petals when I
They love how I came back like good blow
And I'm still a heart throb to a hoe
That's what hood though, yes, I would
That's 'cause I'm in the streets manhole covers
Rims look blades when a fan blow brother
I'm on a storm to land, roast others
The man no other, 'cause I in it
My time is money, y'all buy ten minutes
I'm catch up!

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