Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

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

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

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

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

You could me in the middle of the street
Slapboxin' with my ****
And as I take you down my memory
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my 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 days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my 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 me holla at me, I'll be back in six months
I'm on the road my money up

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

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

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

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 hoodrats used to hold us down on the block
Reminiscin' my first piece of ****, yeah

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

Truth is, I ran away when I was 5 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

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

And to all my dead homies, we don't pour out
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 or Snoop

Damn, I miss my ghetto
Whether it was Coca-Cola or straight 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 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 reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and
All my **** to laugh at me
But now, I'm on top of my
But now, and a damn thing changed

From ghetto superstar to
All my locked down got nothin' but love for ya
strong, 'cause we know it ain't 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 memory
Reminiscin' 'bout my 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' 'bout my ghetto
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' 'bout my days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days