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 Weezy in the (Weezy)

[Verse 1: Lil'
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, baby
Tryna see him, naw, he to even eighty (shut yo chips up)
And, I speakin G's, I'm talkin M
And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street
Man shorty got more than 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 here?
How it cost for this year?
Me and Stunna bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash off the diet
I in a ride on triot, that's 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 to move coke at a amazing pace
Man my daddy super Dave, race it
Real not me, B I'ma win it, I'm a champ

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the streeeeeets
(Somebody me what's crackin before)
I'm a ghetto life, any dogg 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!) when I'm that dro
When it comes to this ice, livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, these ghetto type
check 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 liquor, mami lost her life
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that
See I'm for my niggas with this chromed out pipes
swish interry foreign 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 with these 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 me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
I'm a life, any second 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
the duck just born, I need seven more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a fever (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 flava of a six-foot (let 'em know)
I told the po to feave her, I'm a bouty
Out to juuust, not a (?) know how to cook
With the piece stocks, cook up the
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done up the block
Send 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, will look up to Pac (why?)
'cause I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what)
All they say is, at his drop (what else?)
Hand on my liscence, at his watch (fuck em)
But, thug shit dogg, we down with (baby)
We come through 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 streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow
For me, and you best to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Ghetto

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

talking]

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