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: Lil'
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, 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) them all tims
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 up in here
How much it for this here?
How much it for this year?
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, 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 amazing
And prone to coke at a amazing pace
Man my super Dave, let's race 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 tell me what's before)
I'm a ghetto life, any dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you to be watchin me
Ghetto, ghetto, Life

[Verse 2:
Aye, aye, holla at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman,
See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin hoes (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) I'm smokin that dro
When it comes to ice, real livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with these type
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hoodrich nigga birds on a bike
Not in this world with guns, pahs, and knifes
Pour out, a lil' liquor, lost her life
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that
See I'm stunnin for my niggas this chromed 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, I'm full of that white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman daddy with these ghe-tto
Ghe-tto (Uptown), Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my ghe-tto (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 dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Life

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck just born, I need more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a fever (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' fever ya (leave ya)
Dice game, head crack, Six-Fo' (fever)
I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' fever (fever)
Fever for the flava of a diva (let 'em know)
I told the po to feave her, I'm a crook
Out to juuust, not a (?) know how to cook
With the piece stocks, up the rocks
Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo
how coke for that cook up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, will look up to Pac (why?)
'cause when I get over, cook 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 down with (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 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 watchin
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Life

[Cam'Ron
nothin man, Killa!
Diplomats, Cash
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, what's good,
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)

[Man

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