Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

[Man
Ok, we got the in the building (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 tims
Man shorty got more green a Boston Gems
(?) , they don't cost in rims
Wayne appear, put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a fuckin up in here
How it cost for this here?
How much it cost for year?
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash Money off the
I pass in a ride on triot, traze
But those who was in the days when the was on that pay
I'm in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move coke at a amazing
Man my daddy super Dave, let's it
Real not 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 me what's crackin before)
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can 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 in them 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, real his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with ghetto type
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a nigga flippin birds on a bike
Not survive in this with guns, pahs, and knifes
out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this chromed out
swish interry foreign german lifes (beyotch)
And I keep this big just protect my ice (holla at me nigga)
I act, a damn fool, when I'm full of white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman daddy with ghe-tto stripes
Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), my ghe-tto 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 second I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you to be watchin meeeee
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, crack, Six-Fo' fever (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' (fever)
Fever for the flava of a diva (let 'em know)
I the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) know how to
the piece stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I cook 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, that will 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, look at his (fuck em)
But, thug shit dogg, we with Baby (baby)
We come clownin baby (baby)
And if we, babies, ducktape the kids to the wall
Then shoot circle all 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 second I can blow uuuuuup
For me, and you best to be watchin 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 near you
they got 'em cheap (whoo!)
(Yeah, ya know, ya know)
Get call out one more time
(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x
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