Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Days

Yeah,

Compton, Central, Watts
Long Beach, Inglewood, L.A.
Coast for life
Live and die for shit

Yeah, when I was livin' life on the run
11 old, real life, no goals
Sneakin' little in the cut
I'm takin' hits in the cut

they even called me Kurupt
Ridin' the blocks I'ma tell you how I grew up
I was in the mix, too young for sticks
Ty, tell 'em that Watts experience

In Watts, a **** wait for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, that'll your mind
We stay fallin' off ice cream trucks
All my **** nickel-baggin' it, bucks

You could me in the middle of the street
Slapboxin' with my ****
And as I take you down my lane
I'm 'bout my ghetto days, let 'em know

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

I ain't ****, I'm just busy
**** broke **** I'm filthy
Got a problem with me holla at me, be back in six months
I'm on the gettin' my money up

And I remember all the young in the hood tryin' to gang bang
Slang a nickel bag screamin' money ain't a
For real, I know how y'all feel
I'm reppin' and brown pride, Westside 'til I die, c'mon

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
Couple years older, 14 and drinkin'
'bout Uncle Jam's army, the old folks love me
I'm just gettin' up in the game, the bang [Incomprehensible]

was crackin', doin' that they got Schwinns
On watchin' all the big homies spin
I want Dana's, that's all I see
like the Army, with Dana's you all you could be, I reminisce

I used to eatin' polly seeds and chico sticks
me jump up in the bush to play, hide-go-get-it, I'm wit it
And all them hoodrats used to hold us on the block
'bout my first piece of ****, yeah

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Truth is, I ran away when I was 5 old
Ran 'til my And-1's had in the soles
I had silk shirts, two pair of Girbauds
Spent the night at Boo's house, we was his clothes

Mom's me out in the cold
Worse than my man took five shots and he ain't lose his soul
I was with a blind man's vision
And no matter how hard I tried, I could see prison

And to all my dead homies, we don't pour out
We just poke our chest out and say, "We y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, walked to in groups
Argued who was the MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

Damn, I miss my days
Whether it was or straight coke we found a way
Hey, and the memories of Eazy and
California, we all we got, we got, we got

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and
All my **** used to at me
But now, I'm on top of my
But now, and ain't a damn thing

ghetto superstar to Coca-Cola
All my people down got nothin' but love for ya
Stay strong, we know it ain't easy
Come home, we miss you on the streets

Listen, ladies, how you gonna act like that?
It's baby boy, holla back, back
So let me take you my memory lane
Reminiscin' 'bout my days, ohh girl

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days