Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Boy

I got that, B-More in me yeah my problem (What what)
I rep my city, yeah I got 'em (Na-na-na)
Fuck what you heard, be wildin'
You got me up, I'm from the bottom (Oh yes Lord!)
Walk like I'm pimpin', talk I'm mackin'
The love me, yeah boy what's happenin' (Na-na-na)
I'm finna kill 'em, I'm finna 'em
I'm on a hunnid, I done hit the
I'm
Fuck these bitches, we go for
And I'm my keeper, bitch I'm Nino at "The Carter"
The bitch I'm deeper, wiser, handsome, smarter
Man call a ambulance, your ass stand a chance in Sparta
Oh no no!
I'm out the side, just ask my grandma
I used to move the pack, had a of blamma
My stacked with AKA's and ain't no Capa Gama
And now we laughing to the like na-na-na-na
with me!

No sunshine or feeling (The ghetto)
Watch 'em all they'll kill each other (The ghetto)
If yo daddy dead, can't make him in (The ghetto)
little boy, how you make it out of (The ghetto)

I got that hustlers desire, that burning
I got that "Boyz n The Hood" mixed that higher learning (Na-na-na)
Niggas is bugging, niggas ain't with me
They not on my planet, why should I panic, motherfuckers be
Thanking the Lord that I'm building the ships so you niggas won't
In the midst of the
'Cause I'm giving you prophecy, ain't watching me properly,
Bitch I be switching it up like a gear on a
Play if you want, say what you want, hear you like
But take what you need, 'cause dear to your life
if you want, I'll be there on the flight

Free my ghetto, we the
Real boy, cut strings, we don't need
They say levels to this shit, well you can't see my level
This a reach, you would need the devil, he need a shovel
I'm deep
All I beat is odds, all I get is
At least I
All I need is God, and I can bridge the gap, Keyshia
OMG, he's so cold, I know it's me, at I'm told
Los bring rap to life, this shit needs some soul!
You can ask my
I roll because I my dad, you can ask my mama
shot my nigga in the head, ain't no happy camper
Now I'm the rapper alive, na-na-na-na-na-na
with me!

Lost and dope fiends (The ghetto)
From what we're told there ain't no in (The ghetto)
Gun shots and tape (The ghetto)
Why is an honest dollar so to make in (The ghetto)

No sunshine or feeling (The ghetto)
Watch 'em all scatter kill each other (The ghetto)
If yo daddy dead, can't him proud in (The ghetto)
Damn little boy, how you it out of (The ghetto)