Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Boy

I got that, in me yeah that's my problem (What what)
I rep my city, bitch 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', like I'm mackin'
The projects me, yeah boy what's happenin' (Na-na-na)
I'm finna kill 'em, I'm kill 'em
I'm on a hunnid, I hit the ceiling
I'm
Fuck these bitches, we go for
And I'm my brothers keeper, bitch I'm at "The Carter"
The equalizer bitch I'm deeper, wiser, handsome,
Man call a ambulance, your ass don't stand a chance in
Oh no no!
I'm out the side, just ask my grandma
I used to the pack, had a pack of blamma
My niggas with AKA's and ain't no Capa Gama
And now we to the bank like na-na-na-na
Fuck me!

No sunshine or feeling (The ghetto)
'em all scatter they'll kill each other (The ghetto)
If yo daddy dead, can't make him in (The ghetto)
Damn 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, ain't fucking with me
They not on my planet, why should I panic, should be
Thanking the Lord that I'm building the ships so you won't drown
In the midst of the
I'm giving you prophecy, niggas ain't watching me properly,
Bitch I be it up like a gear on a bike
if you want, say what you want, hear what you like
But take what you need, 'cause it's dear to your
Fake if you want, I'll be there on the

Free my ghetto, we the
Real boy, cut strings, we don't Geppetto
They say it's levels to this shit, you can't see my level
This a reach, you would need the devil, he would a shovel
Bitch I'm
All I is odds, all I get is that
At I know
All I need is God, and I can bridge the gap, Cole
OMG, he's so cold, I know me, at least I'm told
Los bring rap back to life, 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 best alive, na-na-na-na-na-na
with me!

Lost and dope fiends (The ghetto)
From what we're told there no kings in (The ghetto)
Gun and caution tape (The ghetto)
Why is an honest so hard to make in (The ghetto)

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