Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

Intro: Ras

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

Verse Ras Kass

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

Chorus: 10

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

Verse Dr. Dre

You ain't of me, you ain't listenin hard enough
Started in Compton servin from a ice cream
Now ten years later a custom Navigator
Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up your
I'm ghetto, like Newport cigarettes, me
bap and slap that ass silly
This is for the full time students slash time strippers
And young niggaz, at least five figures
Some of us pro atheletes, of us rap over fat beats
of us hustle in the streets
Twenty deep in Club so you know we gots to mingle
Trickin' (?) off a full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical mafia like Frank
Pop a shot glock to make you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nice
>From hood to hood, love the lavish life

(Chorus)

Verse Three: Ras

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

(Chorus)

Ugh! And it stop!

HAHA, RIDERS BABY, HAHA!

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