Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

[Man
Ok, we got the in the building (the birdman)
We got in the building (yeah)
We got Young Weezy in the (Weezy)

[Verse 1: Lil'
it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy baby
Tryna see him, naw, he to even eighty (shut yo chips up)
And, I ain't G's, I'm talkin M
And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street
Man shorty got more green than a Gems
Green (?) , they cost in rims
Wayne appear, nigga put a in ya ear
Let ya know a fuckin up in here
How it cost for this here?
How much it for this year?
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo down, Cash Money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, that's
But who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay
I'm raise in the cajun cage, a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move coke at a amazing
Man my daddy Dave, let's race it
Real not have me, B win it, I'm a champ

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
(Somebody tell me what's before)
I'm a ghetto life, any dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be me
Ghetto, ghetto, Ghetto

[Verse 2:
Aye, aye, at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman, Birdman
See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin hoes (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) when I'm that dro
When it comes to this ice, real livin his
Get moeny, hoes, with these ghetto type
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hoodrich nigga flippin birds on a
Not survive in this world guns, pahs, and knifes
Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her
All my niggas in the holdin that life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with chromed out pipes
This interry foreign german lifes (beyotch)
And I keep this big toolie protect my ice (holla at me nigga)
I act, a damn fool, when I'm of that white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman daddy these ghe-tto stripes
hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my ghe-tto (Beyotch)

TQ]
In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow
For ghetto me, and you best to be meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Life

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck just born, I need more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' leave ya (leave ya)
Dice game, head crack, Six-Fo' (fever)
I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' fever (fever)
Fever for the flava of a diva (let 'em know)
I told the po to feave her, I'm a crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) how to cook
With the piece stocks, up the rocks
Seventh is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for that up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, will look up to Pac (why?)
'cause when I get pulled over, cook up the (damn, follow what)
All they say is, look at his (what else?)
on my liscence, look at his watch (fuck em)
But, thug shit dogg, we down Baby (baby)
We come clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, the kids to the wall
Then shoot all around the baby, Killa!

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can uuuuuup
For me, and you best to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Life

talking]
It's man, Killa!
Diplomats, Money
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, good, Roc-a-Fella
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)

talking]

Fly, to hood you
they got 'em cheap (whoo!)
(Yeah, ya know, ya know)
Get that out one more time
(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x
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