Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

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

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

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

In Watts, a **** couldn't for the summertime
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' 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 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 ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

I ain't ****, I'm just busy
**** bein' broke 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 bang
a nickel bag screamin' money ain't a thing
For real, I know exactly how feel
I'm reppin' black and brown pride, Westside I die, c'mon

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
Couple years older, 14 smokin' and
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle 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 watchin' all the big homies spin
I want Dana's, 'cause all I see
That's like the Army, with Dana's you all you 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 hoodrats used to us down on the block
Reminiscin' 'bout my first 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' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

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

left me out in the cold
Worse that my man took five shots and he ain't lose 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 pour out
We just our chest out and say, "We miss y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, walked to in groups
who was the best MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

Damn, I miss my days
it was Coca-Cola or straight 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' '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

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 ain't a damn changed

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

Listen, sweet ladies, how you gonna act like
It's your 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' '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

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