Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

[Man
Ok, we got the Birdman in the (the birdman)
We got in the building (yeah)
We got Young Weezy in the (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 ain't G's, I'm talkin M
And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street
Man got more green than a Boston Gems
Green (?) , don't cost 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 much it for this year?
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo down, Cash Money off the diet
I pass in a on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the days when the was on that pay
I'm raise in the cage, with a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move at a amazing pace
Man my super Dave, let's race it
Real not have me, B win it, I'm a champ

TQ]
In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (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, Life

2: Baby]
Aye, aye, holla at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman,
See I ride in them (34's) when I'm pimpin these hoes (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) I'm smokin that dro
it comes to this ice, real livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, these ghetto type
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
a hoodrich 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 that life
See I'm for my niggas with this chromed out pipes
swish interry foreign german lifes (beyotch)
And I keep this big toolie just my ice (holla at me nigga)
I act, a fool, when I'm full of that white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman with these ghe-tto stripes
Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto (yeah), With my ghe-tto life (Beyotch)

TQ]
In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the 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 Ghetto

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the just 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, head crack, Six-Fo' (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' (fever)
Fever for the flava of a six-foot (let 'em know)
I the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) know how to
With the stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the
Send glocks to ya block, out cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for that up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, that will up to Pac (why?)
'cause I get pulled 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 dogg, we down with Baby (baby)
We through clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the to the wall
Then shoot circle all the baby, Killa!

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the 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, In a Life

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

talking]

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