Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

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

[Verse 1: Lil'
it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even (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
Wayne appear, put a walls in ya ear
Let ya a fuckin boss up in here
How it cost for this here?
How it cost for this year?
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo down, Cash Money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, that's
But who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay
I'm raise in the cajun cage, a bit of amazing grace
And prone to coke at a amazing pace
Man my daddy super Dave, race it
Real not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a

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

[Verse 2:
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 smokin dro
When it comes to this ice, real his life
Get moeny, hoes, with these ghetto 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
out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life
All my in the penitentiary holdin that life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this chromed out
This swish interry 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 that (absolute beyotch)
But the Birdman daddy with these ghe-tto stripes
Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my life (Beyotch)

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 dogg I can uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Life

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck just born, I need seven more
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' (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)
Fever for the flava of a six-foot (let 'em know)
I told the po to feave her, I'm a crook
Out to juuust, not a (?) know how to cook
the piece stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the
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, that will up to Pac (why?)
when I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what)
All they say is, look at his (what else?)
on my liscence, look at his watch (fuck em)
But, thug dogg, we down with Baby (baby)
We come clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the kids to the
Then shoot circle all the baby, Killa!

TQ]
In the life, I'm a ghetto 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, In a Ghetto

[Cam'Ron
nothin man, Killa!
Diplomats, Money
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, good, Roc-a-Fella
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)

[Man

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