Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, of weave
and a bag of weed
that's all a like you need
you the f**king ghetto
that Miller that you push
don't be burning that Cush
you gone need Reggie bush
f**king the ghetto
filling up my cup
run outs we don't give a
new get me so f**ked up
coming the ghetto
so watch it when you in tha
and watch you say out your mouth
and watch yo step cuz slippers
when you in the
beater, nigga Tim's
slide in with some bigger
a key and hit the flee
and go an get some gyms
tha hood is in the man
get you in your feelings man
It's some s**t your house
with rims tha of ceiling fans
I'm the of King Kong
I'm stomping through the
I can make it clap clap, beat it a bongo
cat got tongue
you tell that let you tongue go
wouldn't of did this right here
so but the song so

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

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

2

you in the in the projects
lights in yo name
you hustle lock yo
and that's the time yo number changed
airbrush, outside speakers on
Valentino huggers
heel sneakers on
my done, nails too
all on the front
you in some Vicki's ass
hanging out yo boy
camouflage
and on her metro
tatted silhouettes, cuz wet is just so fu**ing
dope game, man
money, bonds man
that's how you spend man
when you in the
if you your money easy
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo favorite Jeezy
you are muthaf**king
dollar jeans on
price tag
but tha world yo ass
so you where them f**ka's
cd of the choice
and Nike's be tha shoe of
paint, 24's
boosters, hoes, and stores
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
laying in your lap
got laying in your bed
and robbers in your trap
dubs on the four
in the headrest
and hundred dolla
cuz he was tricking give tha best
section eight with
eviction notice served
child support, hood
advance on the f**king
bootleg
Rico had kid
Income tax
you other people's kids
more gold teeth, tattoos dreadlocks
you out tha room window
oh now you call it
lace front, long
looking for a trap
now every in the ghetto
he thinkin he a rap
fully automatic
out a a dummy brick
now watch him role and him stick
you in the ghetto
pills, dro, kid,
and people you don't wanna
bags, corner stores
it's so ghetto

(1X)