Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

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

[Verse 1: Wayne]
it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to 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 Boston
Green (?) , don't cost in rims
appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya a fuckin boss up in here
How much it cost for here?
How it cost for this year?
Me and Stunna bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, traze
But who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay
I'm raise in the cage, with 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 I'ma win it, I'm a

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

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

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

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck just born, I need seven leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' leave ya (leave ya)
Dice game, crack, Six-Fo' fever (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got fever (fever)
Fever for the of a six-foot diva (let 'em know)
I the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) know how to
With the piece stocks, cook up the
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for cook up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, will look up to Pac (why?)
'cause when I get pulled over, up the cops (damn, follow what)
All they say is, at his drop (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, ducktape the to the wall
Then shoot circle all the baby, Killa!

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 I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Life

[Cam'Ron
It's man, Killa!
Diplomats, Money
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, what's good,
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)

[Man

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