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', like I'm mackin'
The projects love me, 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 bitches, we go for dollars
And I'm my brothers keeper, I'm Nino at "The Carter"
The equalizer bitch I'm deeper, wiser, handsome,
Man call a ambulance, your ass don't a chance in Sparta
Oh no no!
I'm out the west side, just ask my
I to move the pack, had a pack of blamma
My niggas stacked with AKA's and no Capa Gama
And now we laughing to the like na-na-na-na
with me!

No or feeling better (The ghetto)
Watch 'em all scatter they'll kill each (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 fire
I got that "Boyz n The Hood" mixed with that higher (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 I'm building the ships so you niggas won't drown
In the of the flood
'Cause I'm you prophecy, niggas ain't watching me properly,
I be switching it up like a gear on a bike
Play if you want, say you want, hear what you like
But take what you need, 'cause it's dear to life
if you want, I'll be there on the flight

Free my ghetto, we the
Real boy, cut strings, we need Geppetto
They say it's levels to this shit, you can't see my level
This a reach, you would the devil, he would need 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, Keyshia
OMG, he's so cold, I know it's me, at I'm told
Los rap back to life, this shit needs some soul!
You can ask my
I roll because I miss my dad, you can ask my
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 souls and fiends (The ghetto)
From what we're told ain't no kings in (The ghetto)
Gun shots and caution (The ghetto)
Why is an dollar so hard to make in (The ghetto)

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