Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Boy

I got that, B-More in me yeah that's my (What what)
I rep my city, yeah I got 'em (Na-na-na)
Fuck what you heard, be wildin'
You got me fucked up, I'm from the (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 bitches, we go for dollars
And I'm my brothers keeper, 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, ask my grandma
I to move the pack, had a pack of blamma
My niggas stacked with AKA's and ain't no Capa
And now we laughing to the bank 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, make him proud in (The ghetto)
Damn boy, how you make it out of (The ghetto)

I got hustlers desire, that fire burning
I got that "Boyz n The Hood" with that higher learning (Na-na-na)
Niggas is bugging, niggas ain't fucking me
They not on my planet, why I panic, motherfuckers should 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, 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
Fake if you want, be there on the flight

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

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

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