Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Love

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I'm talkin 'bout love,
Girl dont keep me for that
love! talk bout misbehaving.
Because when I get you in the sack and when I give it to you,
Give it back give it back give it back give it back give it naked ass(?)

[Krizz
Im talkin bout socks on, socks off, get my off. big old back end, wax on wax off.
You can have it however you like, thin or go bad make it the cookie monster is tight.
make ya swing from the chandelier , I know I sing but its a real man standin here.
Now that I cackle(?)
Lay on your back girl, ill you thinkin im the king of the world!
When I put my in ya girl!
Im pullin micro-braids and out, blowin backs and knees out,
Have ya screaming baby after that your knees out.
Predator for a black and decker pecker wrecker(?)
Better than bed and and make me wish I never left her.
Hey! dont tell your girl friend how I beat it up and your
He so cold to ya and I it up.
Let go your inhibitions, swallow them.
Get some ghetto-ness it to you at your mom and dems.(?)

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I'm talkin ghetto love,
Girl keep me waitin for that
love! talk bout misbehaving.
When I get you in the sack and when I give it to you,
Give it back it back give it back give it back give it back naked ass(?)

Calhoun]
Have you all witnessed the "just been hit with a dick" stature?
From a nigga me who licks it then hits in it after.
(ohh) in your cervix you some of this summer salami,
Work up a sweat from passionate sex like palates.
Ghetto! im lex-er than steel it comes to real sex in the pill,
No step in this if you scared of catchin a di-lzn-ick.
Real spit, or do you lil' dick?
She said "no I likes it nice and to bring the real shit"
And ill be (commin) from around a corner with a box of magnums to put it on ya.
Backpack and newports with third patron ya(?)never hear kutt a loner.
Im not sincere, not me from the of a bad mother fucker named sascha fears(?),
Drink (drink) your kool-aid with a booty naked nothin but some mother fuckin sex in here.
(I) beat the koochie, (I) treat the koochie, (I) heard a bitch call me a pussy,
(WHY) aint seducing up quick, makem cover up dick like shes a __(?)
kutt just what you like little mommy and we can settle up,
We'll you twitchin, feinding, and constantly thinkin bout my ghe-bout-bout my

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I'm 'bout ghetto love,
Girl dont me waitin for that
Ghetto love! bout misbehaving.
When I get you home in the sack and I give it to you,
Give it back it back give it back give it back give it back naked ass(?)

N9ne on the hook]
I you to pop it and dip then upswing your hips, back it up and dont trip,
Let your bone slip, spin around get a grip, of the pole and then flip,
thats the way you strip, heres your tip, not on the lips

[Tech
(hey hey) the ghetto be me, I had an epiphany,
I need ghetto lovin so I get what their diggin me,
They sniffin and me, "wanna split with me? all in favor say yes,
Is you is or is you my constituency?"
Heimlich, all over tech n9ne dick, imma bark and this,
"do you your beautiful and your fine miss?
And you two you find this, well we never be minded,
I love big behinds, me your highndness,
"hey mister mercatroy I when your workin;
You're twerkin ghetto booty even makin suburban boys,
Make of suburban noise, got money in my pocket like im a turban boy."
So after your koochie crusade, you she ghetto if she come and bring you kool-aid (ohhh yeahh)

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I'm talkin 'bout love,
Girl dont keep me for that
Ghetto love! bout misbehaving.
Because when I get you home in the and when I give it to you,
Give it back it back give it back give it back give it back naked ass(?)

I'm talkin about pole slidin, lap ridin,
Do something strange for some change if buying,
But big strippers make big tippers, show no thankful for all booty you give us.
For just a drink or two, she'll make and at you.
Drain change till she think you're through,
The ohh she gotcha bopper, oochie wobbble watch ya while she callin you poppa.
The urge to push to thrust I mean to shove takes you to the ghetto, for some...(ghetto love....)