Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Commandments

Woo
yeah, ay
Woo
Forgive me
Dear Heavenly
Ah (ay)
yeah
Trap (Ay), Trap, Trap,
Ay (Ay)

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

Verse:]
Nigga, of all (all)
I'm the and last (last)
You just the first to (fall)
I'm the first to blast (Blaw)
If you wanna us all, (all)
imma' have to curse yo ass
And you in the park,
a bunch of dirt 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)
Trust me homie, you want to go to work wit' us (us)
I'll you hook to ashes, (ash)
And your verse to dust (dust)
Tell me the difference between love and lust, (lust)
Because I the love, (love)
But I'm in love with (lust)
Walk up to bitch and tell her that I would love to come up when those devils come (is)
dat crack in the crack of her butt (yeah)
Make her lay in a back of a back of a truck (truck)
And when she come up a squirrel,
She just for nuts (brr)
24s on my caddy I'm askin' for putt (fore)
So when you come to my trap you're asking for us

[Mack Maine's
say thou shall not talk, (talk)
Thou not speak, (speak)
Thou shall bow in the of a G (g)
I mace in a bad boy's eye
Leave his all puffy so,
shall not see (see)
Thou shall not
Thou never show his teeth
I hate thou, art thou, thou shall (peat)
shall not (Thou shall not)
Bitch I don't talk,
Shoot you in ass and stab your 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 blood on the set, the hollerin' out 'soo-woo'
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, you know I know that
blastin', 2pac yeah hit em up
Chow down, em up
bag, get em up
Call the tonight, were having sinners for dinner
Aint no wireless in the hood, so I aint talking about
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 dont around (uh-uh)
That snitching in the hood, break that down (break it down)
They do theirs, we do ours, me?
I'm up, crippin with my family
And we dont give a about the,
POs, the COs, we knows
That we goes, that we
We do then parole (rol)
Now im back on the block mad shit
Stacking the block cockin' it
Back in the lot locking it and you know that I'm co-rockin it
Shoebox full of money with a in it
And we celebrate in the ghetto by it
No or Cristal
Machine guns n' (tols)
Blaw, shit
Like Game over (over)
See in my we crip, or dip, so
Follow me
On some gangsta shit,