Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, of weave
and a bag of weed
that's all a bitch like you
you from the ghetto
that Reggie that you push
don't be burning like Cush
you gone that Reggie bush
with the ghetto
moscato up my cup
run outs we don't a f**k
new get me so f**ked up
from the ghetto
so it when you in tha south
and what you say out your mouth
and watch yo step cuz count
when you in the
wife beater, Tim's
slide in with some rims
flip a key and hit the
and go an get some bigger
tha is in the building man
I'll get you in feelings man
It's some s**t your house
with rims tha of ceiling fans
I'm the of King Kong
I'm through the Congo
I can make it clap clap, beat it a bongo
cat got tongue
you that pussy let you tongue go
wouldn't of did s**t right here
so gutter but the so

ghetto, country, hood,
put your hands up if you f**king s**t
ghetto, ya know of busse
twelve inch yaki, big booties

way to hello, say I'm
fly with the
tell em it is what it is
I make it do it do
and i where i live
and my love it too, cuz we ghetto

2

you in the Benz in the
in yo mama's name
you hustle yo celly
and that's the third time yo changed
airbrush, outside speakers on
Valentino huggers
heel sneakers on
my done, nails too
all on the porch
you cooking in Vicki's ass
hanging out yo boy
camouflage
and on her metro
silhouettes, cuz wet is just so fu**ing ghetto
dope game, man
money, bonds man
that's how you spend man
you in the ghetto
if you make your easy
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo favorite Jeezy
you are ghetto
hundred jeans on
price tag
but tha world yo ass
so you where them f**ka's
cd of the newest
and Nike's be tha shoe of
candy paint,
boosters, hoes, and stores
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
hammer laying in lap
got laying in your bed
and robbers in your trap
on the four wheela
TV's in the
and dolla best
cuz he was give tha head best
section eight chase
eviction getting served
child support, hood
advance on the third
DVD's
Rico had kid
tax checks
you claiming other people's
more gold teeth, tattoos dreadlocks
you out tha room window
oh now you it bedrock
front, long lashes
looking for a trap
now every nigga in the
he thinkin he a rap
fully automatic
out a town a brick
now him role and watch him stick
when you in the
pills, dro, kid,
and you don't wanna know
bags, corner stores
it's so ghetto

(1X)