Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

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

Nigga, B.M, J.R, Weezy, baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even
An' I speakin' Gs, I'm talkin' M
An' I'm walkin' like a pimp in them all street

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

How it cost for this here? How much it cost for this year?
'Cuz Me an' 'bout to buy it
Put yo down, cash money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, that's
But those who was in the days when the was on that pay

I'm raised in the cajun cage, a bit of amazin' grace
An' prone to move coke at a pace
Man, my daddy, Dave, let's race it
Real, not have me, B. win it, I'm a champ

In the ghetto life, I'm a boy
Livin' in the ghetto me, in the streets
I'm a life, any second dog, I can blow up
For ghetto me an' you 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, hoes with these ghetto type

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

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

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

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

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

When I'm in L.A., I got 64
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 how to cook

With the piece stocks, cook up the
Seventh is hot, I done cook up the block
Send to ya block, out done cook up yo spots
how coke for that cook up his watch

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

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

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

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