Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Celebrity

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

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

(AHHHH)
I got straight thrick-fifty-fifty-seven,
are criminals, thugs, hoodlums, heathens
Smoke wet, daddies, sherm,
Bloop bloop dip dip water fry
Crack, COCAINE yola, sheets
brought it in on a plane, and I put it on my streets
1300 block,
40 in the cookin, ice cream
Zippers, zones, her-on and rocks
little kids to the front yard runnin around distractin the cops
Skirts, breezies felines, shorties
Playaz pimpin, gettin blunted and forties
Chevies Cougars, Firebirds, and Fairlanes
Monte Carlos, Mavericks, Novas and Ford
Bout dollars (bout them dollars)
on twinkies (sittin on twinkies)
Need a half a key? to come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity

Chorus: Suga T 3rd line in ()

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

BEOTCH! Fo' A.M., tryin to make bank
with a bulletproof apron, cookin the
in apartment C, building number three
Where ery'body and grandma be
but know me though, WE FOLKS
Mustard and mayonnaise they us in vogues
no, snitch codes
Just and playaz, hookers and hoes
problem that we haaaaave, is with the man
Cause a couple of ago they went up in one of my, methamphetamine labs
shit, we rides, hardtops and trucks
Empty the clip dere, high speeds, on the cops
It's mad dope like the Grinch, who did what? Who Christmas
Attitude there by the fence BUTT-NAKED
Toe-tagged him, how they found yo' dirt
Damn, uh-ohh, shit, him up
The homey from the block just got busted for an armed truck
Assed out, to' up, stupid
without a doubt, out of luck (shit out of luck)
I ain't no fictionary rhymer, I'm a timah
since I came out of my, momma's vagina

Been smokin since nine, but I got too used to her
Now I be powderin my nose, with of that there sugar booga
My G's tell me I'm out of line but my is all I can see
I know timahs that been snortin for years, and they still sharpest
Student of the game let me explain you can take some (notes)
I never hung around kids, just folks
When it's a drought in the town, we sell
and let our boys drive our to the prom
Vipers, Bentleys, Jaguars, drop-top
Porsches, Lincolns Ferraris S-80's
Stretchers, choppers, heat and M-16's
SK's, sawed off shotguns,
AK's, out the box, the choo choo train (the choo choo train)
Po-Po, left it unlocked, now that's game!
You know, that I know, that you who I be
Need a half a key, nigga come see me, Mr. 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 do.. ghetto celebrity