Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

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

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

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

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

You could catch me in the middle of the
with my **** Porky
And as I take you my memory lane
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days, let 'em

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

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

And I remember all the young soldiers in the hood tryin' to gang
Slang a nickel bag screamin' money a thing
For real, I know exactly how y'all
I'm reppin' black and brown pride, Westside 'til I die,

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

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

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

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

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

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

And to all my dead homies, we pour out liquor
We just our chest out and say, "We miss y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, to school in groups
Argued who was the MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

Damn, I my ghetto days
Whether it was Coca-Cola or coke we found a way
Hey, and the of Eazy and 'Pac
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' 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

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 a damn thing changed

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

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

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' 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 '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 days