Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

Compton, Central, Watts
Long Beach, Inglewood, L.A.
West for life
and die for this shit

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

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

In Watts, a **** couldn't wait for the
barbecues, yeah, that'll free your mind
We fallin' off them ice cream trucks
All my **** nickel-baggin' it, hustlin'

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 'bout my ghetto days

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

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

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

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

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

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

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' 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 shirts, two pair of Girbauds
Spent the night at house, we was sharin' his clothes

left me out in the cold
Worse than that my man took five shots and he ain't his soul
I was livin' with a man's vision
And no how hard I tried, I could never see prison

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

Damn, I my ghetto days
Whether it was Coca-Cola or 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 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
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

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

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

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

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 'bout 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' 'bout my days

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