Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

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

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

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

In Watts, a **** couldn't wait for the
Backyard barbecues, yeah, that'll free your
We stay fallin' off them ice trucks
All my **** it, hustlin' bucks

You catch me in the middle of the street
Slapboxin' with my Porky
And as I take you my memory lane
I'm reminiscin' 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' '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

I ain't change ****, I'm just
**** bein' broke I'm filthy
Got a problem with me holla at me, I'll be 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 bag screamin' money ain't a thing
For real, I know how y'all feel
I'm reppin' black and pride, Westside 'til I die, c'mon

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
Couple years older, 14 and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle army, the old folks love 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 like the Army, with you all you could be, I reminisce

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

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

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

And to all my dead homies, we don't out liquor
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 straight 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 days
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' 'bout my days

I remember I used to say I wanna rap and sing
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 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 like
your baby boy, holla back, back
So let me take you down my memory
Reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days, ohh

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 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 'bout 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