Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto ftTrey Songz

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,

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

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

[2nd
I got no pot to piss in, en to prison
You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped nitroglicerin
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor
A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still of
Sitting in foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
To my tongue, numb from the
My nuts since I was a young one
And that's the slum 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 that niggaz call
His momma died from a lump in her D cup
Police freeze 'em up for these glucks
It's a habitual situation, we stuck
The ritual is for to grab they nuts
And soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?

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

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