Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

Artist: Ras featuring 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
Man don't miss this it's gonna be FABULOUS
...
[Ras] We fabulous baby
The best food, drink, and women money can buy

Verse One: Ras

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

Mack 10

Ghetto,
Money make the world go round so let's handle
Ghetto,
Broadcastin from Los Angeles
We ghetto,
Money make the world go round so handle this
Ghetto,
Broadcastin from 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 whippin a Navigator
Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up alligators
I'm ghetto, like cigarettes, feel me
Boom bap and that ass silly
This is for the full time slash part time strippers
And young niggaz, clockin at least 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 we gots to mingle
off a pocket full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical mafia Frank Sinatra
Pop a thirteen glock to make you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nice
From to hood, love livin the lavish life

(Chorus)

Three: Ras Kass

Nigga Stu-B-Doo in the GS, ooh ooh
Playin number two Tekken, to sixty
in six point seven seconds screech* hangin out the window
up, chickenheads like "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, 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, first down
Want Juice like Tupac, then Obey Your clown
Be in the PJ's in NY, DK
Mix EJ OJ, OK, we say
"L.A. niggaz got crazy
like John Elway got a ring"
The homies for whatever, we stack the chedda
Swiss bank accounts, and mo' fella

(Chorus)