Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

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

[Verse 1: Wayne]
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even (shut yo chips up)
And, I ain't speakin G's, I'm M
And I'm walkin a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street tims
Man shorty got more green a Boston Gems
Green (?) , they don't in rims
appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a fuckin boss up in
How much it cost for this
How much it cost for this
'cause Me and Stunna to buy it
Put yo down, Cash Money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, traze
But those who was in the days when the teachers was on pay
I'm in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move coke at a pace
Man my daddy super Dave, let's it
not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a champ

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
(Somebody tell me what's before)
I'm a life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you 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 these hoes (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) when I'm that dro
When it comes to ice, real livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with these ghetto
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a nigga flippin birds on a bike
Not in this world with guns, pahs, and knifes
Pour out, a liquor, mami lost her life
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this 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 the Birdman daddy with these ghe-tto stripes
hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto (yeah), With my ghe-tto 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 second I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Ghetto

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck just born, I seven more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' (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 fever (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 chef (?) how to cook
the piece stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh is hot, I done cook up the block
glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for that cook up his (what else though?)
I'm one of those, that will up to Pac (why?)
when I get pulled over, cook 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 with (baby)
We through clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the kids to the
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 I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Ghetto

[Cam'Ron
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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