Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

Intro: Ras

Once again, we take over
Ras Kass, Dr. Dre and 10 connected.
We ghetto baby.
The best food, drink and that money can buy.

One: Ras Kass

Every day of my life is off the
That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on Springer
I got the hottest flow to hit the since lava
so holla, we all hustle for dollar
From Sac to Houston, New to D.C.
We drinkin' V-S-O-P (?) the beats
Bangin, me with a dimepiece next to me
My Body all over Body like LSG
Neighborhood celeb with the keys to my city the mayor
askin us how to be a playa
Get in where you fit in, and never get ghetto pass revoked
No matter how much you make
Stay true to the game loc, guest list clothes
in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin strict dress codes
Spit bricks, thirteen deep
so I can be richer Master P sellin 'Ghetto D'

Chorus: 10

We Ghetto,
Money make the go round so let's handle this
Ghetto,
Broadcastin live from Los
We ghetto,
Money make the world go so let's handle this
Ghetto,
Broadcastin from Los Angeles

Verse Dr. Dre

You ain't heard of me, you listenin hard enough
Started in Compton servin a ice cream truck
Now ten later whippin a custom Navigator
Steppin on toes playa, stuffin up your alligators
I'm ghetto, like cigarettes, feel me
Boom bap and slap that ass
This is for the full time students part time strippers
And young niggaz, clockin at least figures
Some of us pro atheletes, of us rap over fat beats
Some of us hustle in the
Twenty deep in Nikki's so you know we gots to mingle
(?) off a pocket full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical mafia like Sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you Go See the
nuttin nice
>From hood to hood, love the lavish life

(Chorus)

Three: Ras Kass

Nigga Stu-B-Doo in the GS, ooh ooh
Playin number two Tekken, to sixty
in six seven seconds *tires screech* hangin out the window
actin up, chickenheads like "You fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five
across the face, still eatin out foam cups and plates
We don't call it hatin in the nine-eight, it's P.I.
That's pass intereference, first down
Want Juice Tupac, then Obey Your Thirst clown
Be in the in NY, rockin DK
Mix EJ OJ, OK, we say
"L.A. niggaz got came
John Elway got a superbowl ring"
The down for whatever, we stack the chedda
Swiss bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella

(Chorus)

Ugh! And it stop!

HAHA, WESTSIDE BABY, HAHA!

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