Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

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

Verse Ras Kass

day of my life is off the ringer
That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on Springer
I got the hottest flow to hit the street lava
so holla, we all for dollar dollars
From Sac to Houston, New to D.C.
*girls to beep beep
Bangin, catch me with a next to me
My all over Your Body like LSG
Neighborhood celeb with the keys to my city like the
Rookies 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 and tennis shoes, breakin your strict dress codes
Spit lyrical bricks, thirteen
so I can be richer than Master P sellin D

Chorus: 10

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

Two: Dr. Dre

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

(Chorus)

Verse Three: Ras

Nigga in the GS, three ooh ooh
Playin number two Tekken, to sixty
in six point seconds *tires screech* hangin out the window
actin up, chickenheads "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex perpetual, thirty-five diamonds
across the face, eatin out foam cups and paper plates
We don't call it playa in the nine-eight, it's P.I.
That's pass intereference, automatic down
Want Juice like Tupac, then 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
bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella fella

(Chorus)