Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

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

I got the Yankee leanin' just over to browse
And the G four is just over the clouds
You can't me that I ain't, what's up right now
I got a bottle of upside down
There's some chicks wit boyfriends are up tight now
'Cause they know the big dog had a pups wow
I'm stuck in my city
overseas wit a zip of New York City's haze
You rats can keep runnin' through your maze
Until you get with the pesticide
I know you in that hole, you best to
Like the rest who tried, who 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 who died over a ski dub, chill

From hood to hood, they see what's hood and 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
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto!

I get it jumpin' a lo lo six four
And bet they hop on it like a pogo pro
I'm chillin' wit go go chicks though
do the kinda things that belong in a porno flick yo
You know him and the gang
Wit the bling worked on, that remind you of lemon
But the thangs, ain't too far
And y'all hear 'em go bang, bang, bang
Like John Witherspoon, I'm 'em closely
I know the goin' slither soon
The two toned Maybach's gettin' delivered
The back feels sittin' in the livin' room
I'm so hard bodied like the on Batman
that man that back to back plat' scan
I'm back for the third time, I make words rhyme for a
You probably heard I'm ghetto, nigga!

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

They tried to put two on me, just like Gretzky
But my lawyer saw it just like wet tees
I smoked my eyes look just like Jet Li's
On where the water's blue just like Pepsi
Yeah, the trigger just might get
And the slugs will skip over your waves, like jet skis
know ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince
And throw petals when 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 like when a fan blow brother
I'm waitin' on a storm to land, others
The man no other, 'cause I in it
My is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes
I'm catch up!

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