Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

Artist: Ras Kass Dr. Dre, Ice-T, Mack 10
I got juice but I can't stop no ocean liner baby!
[Ras] I'm with you baby, I'm there
[Ice-T] Man miss this it's gonna be FABULOUS
...
We ghetto fabulous baby
The best food, drink, and 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 since lava
so holla, we all hustle for dollar
From Sac to Houston, New to D.C.
*girls laughing* to beep
Bangin, catch me with a dimepiece to me
My Body all over Your 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 your pass revoked
No how much money you make
Stay true to the game loc, guest list terror
in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin your dress codes
lyrical bricks, thirteen deep
so I can be richer than Master P Ghetto D

Mack 10

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

Verse Dr. Dre

You ain't heard of me, you ain't listenin enough
Started in servin from a ice cream truck
Now ten later whippin a custom Navigator
Steppin on your toes playa, up your alligators
I'm ghetto, like Newport cigarettes, 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, of us rap over fat beats
Some of us hustle in the
Twenty deep in Club so you know we gots to mingle
off a pocket full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical like Frank Sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot glock to you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nice
From to hood, love livin 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 *tires screech* out the window
up, chickenheads like "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five
across the face, still eatin out foam cups and plates
We don't call it playa in the nine-eight, it's P.I.
pass intereference, automatic first 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
John Elway got a superbowl ring"
The homies for whatever, we stack the chedda
Swiss bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella

(Chorus)