Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

Ok, we got the in the building
We got Killa in the
We got Weezy in the building

Nigga, B.M, J.R, Weezy, baby
Tryna see him, naw, he to even eighty
An' I ain't speakin' Gs, I'm M
An' I'm walkin' like a in them all street tims

Man, shorty got more green than a Boston
Austen, they don't cost in rims
Wayne appear, put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a boss up in here

How much it cost for this here? How much it cost for this
'Cuz Me an' 'bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, money 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 raised in the cage, with a bit of amazin' grace
An' prone to move coke at a pace
Man, my daddy, super Dave, race it
Real, not have me, B. I'ma win it, I'm a

In the ghetto life, I'm a boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the streets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dog, I can up
For ghetto me an' you best to be me
Ghetto, ghetto, life

See, I ride on them shake when I'm them hoes
Just that Sunshine City, when I'm that dro
When it comes to this ice, livin' his life
Get money, pimpin' hoes these ghetto type

Nigga, check the background, I got O.G.
Just a hood rich nigga, flippin' on a bike
Not survive in this with guns, pahs an' knifes
Pour out a lil' liquor, mami lost her

All my niggaz in the penitentiary, holdin' life
See I'm stunnin' for my niggaz with chromed out pipes
This swish interry foreign lifes
An' I keep this big just protect my ice

I act, a damn fool, I'm full of that white
But it's the Birdman, Daddy, with these stripes
Ghetto hood, ghetto
Ghetto walk, my ghetto life

In the life, I'm a ghetto boy
in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dog, I can up
For ghetto me an' you best to be me
Ghetto, ghetto, life

Ayyo, the duck just born, I need seven leaders
C.Five, Fo' Fum an' a 74
Act up though I let the 4 leave ya
Dice game, head crack, 64

I'm in L.A., I got 64 fever
An' a fever for the flava of a six foot
I told the po' to her, I'm about to crook
Out to just, not a chef, but I know how to

With the stocks, cook up the rocks
Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo
That's how coke for cook up his watch

I'm one of those, that will up to Pac
when I get pulled over, cook up the cops
All they say is, at his drop
on my license, look at his watch

But, shit, dog, we down with Baby
We come through clownin',
An' if we, surrounded babies, duck tape the kids to the
Then shoot circle all around the baby,

In the ghetto life, I'm a boy
in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets
I'm a ghetto life, any dog, I can blow up
For me an' you best to be watchin' me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

It's nothin', man, Killa, Diplomats, Money, Baby, holla
Jim Jones, Santana, what's Roc-a-Fella
Birdman, fly to hood near you, then they got 'em
Yeah, ya know, ya know, get that call out one more