Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto ftTrey Songz

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,

Trey Songz 2X]
I'm from the motherfucking slums where the don't come
Turn the on and the bugs don't run
You ain't without no gun
In the (ghetto)
(ghetto)

[1st
I'm where diapers full of feces
We's endangered
Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, the streets be
You seen nothing this obscene from no TV
You would to be me to feel what Obie's speaking
Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real
Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Vorhee's
You're boring me your story, I'm a Detroitee
Craft took my mind so the craft me

[2nd
I got no pot to in, en route to prison
You don't it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor
A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, visions of
Sitting in that whip, whipping up cola take a lick
To my tongue, from the shit
My hung since I was a young one
And that's just the fuck of it
I'm pumped gone but, gun in my palm
My can't save me her gender is wrong
On my own in this jungle niggaz call home
What? His momma died from a in her D cup
Police freeze 'em up for serving these
It's a habitual situation, we stuck
The ritual is for niggaz to they nuts
And just soak all this bullshit up, I'm from?

[3rd
I'm from real bridge cause, for living hard
scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
Pimping the government cause pimping us
see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up
Cause you ain't heard? Bird got
But the got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve
What he was worth, he a real nigga from the turf
He was birth with money, that's why they left him
I'm the streets where most these niggaz nutty
I to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em
Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from
Home sweet home, better as The Ruins

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