Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

Artist: Ras Kass Dr. Dre, Ice-T, Mack 10
[Ice-T] I got juice but I can't no ocean liner baby!
[Ras] I'm with you baby, I'm there
[Ice-T] Man don't miss it's gonna be FABULOUS
...
We ghetto fabulous baby
The food, drink, and women that money can buy

Verse One: Ras

Every day of my life is off the
That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on Jerry
I got the flow to hit the street since lava
so holla, we all for dollar dollars
From Sac to Houston, New to D.C.
laughing* to beep beep
Bangin, catch me a dimepiece next to me
My Body all over Body like LSG
celeb with the keys to my city like the mayor
Rookies askin us how to be a
Get in you fit in, and never get your ghetto pass revoked
No matter how much money you
Stay true to the game loc, list terror clothes
in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin strict dress codes
lyrical bricks, thirteen deep
so I can be richer than Master P Ghetto D

Mack 10

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

Verse Dr. Dre

You ain't heard of me, you ain't hard enough
in Compton servin from a ice cream truck
Now ten years later whippin a custom
Steppin on toes playa, stuffin up your alligators
I'm ghetto, like Newport cigarettes, me
Boom bap and slap ass silly
This is for the full time slash part time strippers
And young niggaz, clockin at five figures
of us pro atheletes, some of us rap over fat beats
Some of us in the streets
Twenty deep in Club Nikki's so you know we gots to
[???] off a full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical mafia like Sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot to make you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nice
From hood to hood, love livin the lavish

(Chorus)

Verse Ras Kass

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
up, chickenheads like "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the oyster perpetual, thirty-five diamonds
the face, still eatin out foam cups and paper plates
We don't call it hatin in the nine-eight, it's P.I.
That's pass intereference, automatic down
Want Juice like Tupac, Obey Your Thirst clown
Be in the in NY, rockin DK
Mix EJ OJ, OK, we say
"L.A. niggaz got crazy
like John Elway got a ring"
The down for whatever, we stack the chedda
Swiss bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella

(Chorus)