Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Celebrity

Ghetto celebriteeeeeee...
(You ain't shit, you ain't did shit
you got yo' wig split)
From a nobody nigga, to a celebriteeeeee..
{Nobody..

From a nobody nigga, to a celebriteeeeee..
(You ain't did shit, you ain't shit
you got yo' wig split)
From a nobody nigga, to a celebriteeeeee..
{Nobody..

(AHHHH)
I got thrick-fifty-fifty-seven, reasons
are criminals, thugs, hoodlums, heathens
Smoke wet, daddies, sherm,
Bloop dip dip water water fry
Crack, yola, bloody sheets
They it in on a plane, and I put it on my streets
block, magazine
40 in the kitchen cookin, ice
Zippers, zones, and hubba rocks
Gotta little kids to the front yard runnin around the cops
Skirts, breezies felines, hootchies
Playaz pimpin, gettin and drankin forties
Chevies Cougars, Firebirds, and Fairlanes
Monte Carlos, Mavericks, and Ford Mustangs
them dollars (bout them dollars)
Sittin on (sittin on twinkies)
a half a key? Need to come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity

Chorus: T each 3rd line in ()

a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..
[From a nobody nigga, is the word]
{Nobody.. (Mmmmmmm, ghetto celebrity!)
From a nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..
[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the
{Nobody.. (Ghetto celebrity)
From a nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..
[From a nobody nigga, is the word]
{Nobody.. (Mmmmmmm, ghetto celebrity!)
From a nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..
[From a nigga, ghettofab is the word]
{Nobody.. (Ghetto celebrity)

BEOTCH! Fo' A.M., to make some bank
with a bulletproof apron, the crank
in letter C, building number three
Where ery'body and their be
but everybody me though, WE FOLKS
Mustard and mayonnaise they seen us in
Ain't no, codes
Just pimps and playaz, hookers and
Only problem that we haaaaave, is the man
Cause a couple of months ago went up in one of my, methamphetamine labs
Double-oh-G shit, we rides, hardtops and
Empty the clip dere, speeds, dumpin on the cops
It's mad dope like the Grinch, who did what? Who Christmas
Attitude over there by the fence
Toe-tagged him, that's how they found yo'
Damn, uh-ohh, shit, him up
The from the block just got busted for robbin an armed truck
out, to' up, stupid stuck
without a doubt, shit out of (shit out of luck)
I no fictionary rhymer, fool I'm a timah
ever I came out of my, momma's vagina

Been tweed since nine, but I got too used to her
Now I be powderin my nose, with some of that sugar booga
My G's tell me I'm out of but my head is all I can see
I know some timahs that been snortin for years, and they still
Student of the game let me explain you can some notes (notes)
I never hung kids, just grown folks
When a drought in the town, we sell BOMB
and let our boys our cars to the prom
Vipers, Bentleys, Jaguars, drop-top
Porsches, Lincolns Ferraris Volvo
Stretchers, choppers, mizers and M-16's
SK's, sawed off shotguns,
AK's, fresh out the box, the choo train (the choo choo train)
Po-Po, left it unlocked, now some game!
You know, I know, that you know who I be
Need a a key, nigga come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity, UHHH

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Never forget a big timah.. ghetto
Don't me when you.. ghetto celebrity
Hustlin, money.. ghetto
Do what you gotta do.. celebrity