Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

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

1: Lil' Wayne]
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy
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) all street tims
Man shorty got more green than a Boston
Green (?) , don't cost in rims
Wayne appear, put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a boss up in here
How much it for this here?
How it cost for this year?
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, traze
But those who was in the days when the was on that pay
I'm raise in the cajun cage, with a bit of grace
And prone to move at a amazing pace
Man my daddy super Dave, let's it
Real not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a

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

2: Baby]
Aye, aye, at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman, Birdman
See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin these (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) I'm smokin that dro
When it comes to this ice, livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with these type
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hoodrich nigga birds on a bike
Not survive in this with guns, pahs, and knifes
Pour out, a liquor, mami lost her life
All my niggas in the holdin that life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this out pipes
This swish interry german lifes (beyotch)
And I this big toolie just 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
Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my ghe-tto (Beyotch)

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto
I'm a life, any second 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 seven more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a fever (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' fever ya (leave ya)
game, head crack, Six-Fo' fever (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' (fever)
for the flava of a six-foot diva (let 'em know)
I told the po to feave her, I'm a crook
Out to juuust, not a (?) know how to cook
With the piece stocks, cook up the
Seventh is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo
That's how coke for cook up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, that will up to Pac (why?)
'cause when I get pulled over, up the cops (damn, follow what)
All say is, look at his drop (what else?)
Hand on my liscence, look at his (fuck em)
But, shit dogg, we down with Baby (baby)
We come clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the to the wall
shoot circle all around the baby, Killa!

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

[Cam'Ron
nothin 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 more
(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x
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