Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

Compton, South Central,
Beach, Inglewood, East L.A.
West Coast for
Live and die for this

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't change ****, I'm just
**** bein' **** 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 tryin' to gang bang
Slang a nickel bag screamin' money ain't a
For real, I know how y'all feel
I'm reppin' black and brown pride, 'til I die, c'mon

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
Couple years older, 14 and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout 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 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 polly seeds and chico sticks
Watch me up in the bush to play, hide-go-get-it, I'm wit it
And all hoodrats used to hold us down on the block
Reminiscin' 'bout my first 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' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

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

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

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

Damn, I my ghetto 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 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

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

From ghetto to Coca-Cola
All my people locked down got nothin' but for ya
Stay strong, 'cause we know it easy
Come home, 'cause we miss you on the

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

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