Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Commandments

Woo
yeah, ay
Woo
Forgive me
Dear Father-ha
Ah (ay)
Yeah
(Ay), Trap, Trap, Trap
Ay (Ay)

Follow my commandments
You really see the way that I handle it
You gon' be the fuck
Or you gonna' get up
Its or be killed,
Get buck or get up, nigga
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 hit it one more
Follow my, Ghetto
Follow my, Commandments

[T-Pain's
Nigga, of all (all)
I'm the first and (last)
You just the to fall (fall)
I'm just the first to (Blaw)
If you curse us all, (all)
Then imma' have to yo ass
And you in the park,
Underneath a bunch of and grass (yeah)
I'm the me, (me)
But I'm the of us (bust)
And you the victim, (victim)
Quenching my for blood (Ugh)
me homie, you don't want to go to work wit' us (us)
I'll you hook to ashes, (ash)
And your verse to dust (dust)
Tell me what's the between love and lust, (lust)
I love the love, (love)
But I'm in love with (lust)
Walk up to your bitch and tell her that I would love to up when those devils come (is)
leave dat in the crack of her butt (yeah)
Make her lay down in a of a back of a truck (truck)
And when she up like a squirrel,
She asking for nuts (brr)
24s on my caddy I'm just for putt (fore)
So when you come to my trap just asking for us

[Mack Maine's
They say thou not talk, (talk)
shall not speak, (speak)
Thou shall bow in the of a G (g)
I spray in a bad boy's eye
his shit all puffy so,
Thou not see (see)
Thou shall not
shall never show his teeth
I thou, art thou, thou shall repeat (peat)
Thou shall not (Thou not)
I said don't talk,
Shoot you in your ass and stab feet,
Now how you walk?
I'm in the head, I piss in the bed
Hop up out the ocean, and I leave the red
So much on the set, the cops hollerin' out 'soo-woo'
I'm from New Orleans, you know I know that voo-doo
iPod blastin', yeah hit em up
down, spit em up
bag, get em up
Call the chef tonight, having sinners for dinner
Aint no wireless in the hood, so I aint talking twitter
I say,

[Snoop Dogg's
The run around, the rap (Rap around)
You talk, then you walk, me im down (sh-sh)
See me and the pigs, we fuck around (uh-uh)
snitching in the hood, lemme' break that down (break it down)
They do theirs, we do ours, me?
I'm blue'd up, crippin with my
And we dont give a fuck the,
POs, the COs, we knows
That we goes, we goes
We do time parole (rol)
Now im on the block gettin' mad shit
Stacking the cold cockin' it
Back in the lot fort locking it and you know that I'm it
Shoebox full of money with a in it
And we celebrate in the by popping it
No or Cristal
Machine n' pistols (tols)
Blaw, shit
Like that? over (over)
See in my we crip, or dip, so
me [x4]
On some gangsta shit,