Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

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

One: Ras Kass

Every day of my is off the ringer
That's guaranteed, a fistfight on Jerry Springer
I got the hottest flow to hit the street lava
so holla, we all hustle for dollar
From Sac to Houston, New to D.C.
laughing* to beep beep
Bangin, catch me with a dimepiece 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 get your ghetto pass revoked
No matter how much money you
Stay true to the game loc, guest terror clothes
in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin your strict dress
Spit lyrical bricks, deep
so I can be richer Master P sellin Ghetto D

Chorus: 10

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

Verse Dr. Dre

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

(Chorus)

Verse Three: Ras

Stu-B-Doo in the GS, three 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 oyster perpetual, thirty-five diamonds
across the face, still eatin out cups and paper plates
We don't call it playa hatin in the nine-eight, P.I.
That's pass intereference, first 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 got a superbowl ring"
The homies down for whatever, we the chedda
Swiss bank accounts, and mo' fella

(Chorus)