Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

[Man
Ok, we got the Birdman in the (the birdman)
We got in the building (yeah)
We got Young in the building (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) all street tims
Man shorty got more green a Boston Gems
(?) , they don't cost in rims
Wayne appear, nigga put a in ya ear
Let ya know a fuckin up in here
How much it cost for this
How much it cost for this
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo down, Cash Money off the diet
I pass in a on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the 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 pace
Man my super Dave, let's race it
not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a champ

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

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

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

[Verse 3:
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck born, I need seven more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a fever (what else)
Act up I let the Fo' fever leave ya (leave ya)
Dice game, head crack, fever (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' (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 (?) know how to cook
With the stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done up the block
glocks to ya block, out done 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, look at his (what else?)
Hand on my liscence, at his watch (fuck em)
But, thug shit dogg, we with Baby (baby)
We through 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 ghetto (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto
I'm a life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Ghetto

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

[Man

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