Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Boy

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

No sunshine or better (The ghetto)
Watch 'em all scatter they'll kill other (The ghetto)
If yo daddy dead, make him proud in (The ghetto)
Damn little boy, how you it out of (The ghetto)

I got that hustlers desire, fire burning
I got that "Boyz n The Hood" mixed with that learning (Na-na-na)
Niggas is bugging, niggas ain't with me
They not on my planet, why should I panic, should be
Thanking the that I'm building the ships so you niggas won't drown
In the midst of the
'Cause I'm giving you prophecy, niggas ain't me properly,
Bitch I be it up like a gear on a bike
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
boy, cut strings, we don't need Geppetto
They say it's levels to this shit, well you see my level
This a reach, you need the devil, he would need a shovel
Bitch I'm
All I is odds, all I get is that
At least I
All I need is God, and I can bridge the gap, Cole
OMG, so cold, I know it's me, at least I'm told
Los bring rap to life, this shit needs some soul!
You can ask my
I roll I miss my dad, you can ask my mama
They shot my in the head, ain't no happy camper
Now I'm the best alive, na-na-na-na-na-na
Fuck me!

souls 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 or feeling better (The ghetto)
Watch 'em all scatter they'll kill each (The ghetto)
If yo daddy dead, make him proud in (The ghetto)
Damn boy, how you make it out of (The ghetto)