Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto ftTrey Songz

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,

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

[1st
I'm from where diapers of feces
We's species
Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, the streets be
You ain't seen nothing this obscene no TV
You would have to be me to feel Obie's speaking
Bodies leak like steel pipes, real creepy
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 want it us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor
A blessing nigga living, still pimping, still visions of
Sitting in foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
To my tongue, from the shit
My nuts hung I was a young one
And that's just the slum of it
I'm pumped daddy but, gun in my palm
My momma can't save me her gender is
On my own in jungle that niggaz call home
What? His momma from a lump in her D cup
freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
It's like a habitual situation, we
The is for niggaz to grab they nuts
And soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?

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

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