Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

Compton, South Central,
Long Beach, Inglewood, L.A.
Coast for life
Live and die for this

Yeah, I was young livin' life on the run
11 years old, life, no goals
little sips in the cut
I'm takin' hits in the cut

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got a lot of rider in me, I was
Couple older, 14 smokin' and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle Jam's army, the old folks me
I'm gettin' up in the game, the gang bang [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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' my ghetto days

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

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

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

Damn, I my ghetto days
Whether it was Coca-Cola or coke we found a way
Hey, and the memories of and 'Pac
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' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

I remember I used to say I wanna rap and sing
All my **** to laugh 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 locked down got nothin' but love for ya
Stay strong, we know it ain't easy
Come home, 'cause we miss you on the

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

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' 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 days

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