Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, pack of
dutches and a bag of
all a bitch like you need
you the f**king ghetto
that Reggie Miller that you
don't be burning like that
you need that Reggie bush
f**king with the
filling up my cup
run outs we don't give a
new folk get me so up
coming the ghetto
so watch it when you in tha
and what you say out your mouth
and watch yo step cuz slippers
you in the ghetto
wife beater, Tim's
slide in with some rims
flip a key and hit the
and go an get some bigger
tha hood is in the man
get you in your feelings man
It's some s**t outside house
with rims tha size of fans
I'm the pride of Kong
I'm stomping the Congo
I can make it clap, beat it like a bongo
cat got tongue
you tell that let you tongue go
of did this s**t right here
so but the song so

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

way to hello, say I'm
fly the medal
em that 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 in the projects
lights in yo name
you hustle lock yo
and that's the third time yo number
transport airbrush, speakers on
pu**y huggers
high heel on
my done, nails too
all on the front
you cooking in some ass
out yo boy shorts
camouflage
and on her metro
tatted silhouettes, cuz wet is just so fu**ing
dope game, man
money, bonds man
that's how you funds man
when you in the
if you make your easy
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo favorite rapper
you are muthaf**king
hundred dollar on
price tag
but tha kiss yo ass
so you them f**ka's sagging
cd of the choice
and Nike's be tha shoe of
paint, 24's
boosters, hoes, and licka
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
laying in your lap
got bitches laying in bed
and robbers laying in your
dubs on the four
in the headrest
and dolla best
cuz he was give tha head best
section eight with
notice getting served
child support, homes
advance on the third
DVD's
Rico had kid
Income tax
you other people's kids
more hard gold teeth, tattoos
you serving out tha room
oh now you call it
front, long lashes
looking for a star
now every nigga in the
he thinkin he a rap
fully stick
out a a dummy brick
now watch him role and watch him
you in the ghetto
pills, dro, kid,
and you don't wanna know
weed bags, stores
it's so muthaf**in

(1X)