Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

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

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

Man, shorty got more than a Boston Gems
Green Austen, they cost in rims
appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a fuckin' boss up in

How much it cost for this here? How much it for this year?
Me an' Stunna '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 raised in the cage, with a bit of amazin' grace
An' prone to move at a amazin' pace
Man, my daddy, super Dave, let's it
Real, not have me, B. I'ma win it, I'm a

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

See, I on them shake when I'm pimpin' them hoes
Just that City, when I'm smokin' that dro
When it comes to this ice, real livin' his
Get money, pimpin' hoes with these type

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

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

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

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 me an' you best to be watchin' me
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

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

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

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

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

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

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

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