Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Love

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

Kaliko]
Im talkin bout socks on, off, get my rocks off. big old back end, wax on wax off.
You can it however you like, thin or go bad make it sure the cookie monster is tight.
Ginseng make ya swing the chandelier , I know I sing but its a real man standin here.
Now that I cackle(?)
Lay on your back girl, ill have you im the king of the world!
I put my thing in ya girl!
Im pullin micro-braids and out, blowin backs and knees out,
Have ya screaming kali baby after that knees out.
Predator lookin for a and decker pecker wrecker(?)
Better than bed and head and make me wish I never her.
Hey! dont tell your girl friend how I beat it up and man;
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 dont me waitin for that
Ghetto love! bout misbehaving.
When I get you home in the and when I give it to you,
Give it back give it back give it back give it back give it back 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,
up a sweat from passionate sex like performing palates.
Ghetto! im lex-er than steel it comes to real sex in the pill,
No step in fill if you scared of catchin a di-lzn-ick.
Real spit, or do you prefer dick?
She said "no I likes it nice and to bring the real shit"
And ill be commin (commin) from a corner with a box of magnums to put it on ya.
Backpack and newports with third ya(?)never hear kutt calhouns a loner.
Im not sincere, not me from the of a bad mother fucker named sascha fears(?),
Drink (drink) your kool-aid a booty naked aint nothin but some mother fuckin sex in here.
(I) beat the koochie, (I) the koochie, (I) never heard a bitch call me a pussy,
(WHY) aint seducing shutem up quick, makem cover up like shes a __(?)
Tellm just what you like little mommy and we can settle up,
We'll have you twitchin, feinding, and constantly thinkin my ghe-bout-bout my

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

N9ne on the hook]
I want you to pop it and dip upswing your hips, back it up and dont trip,
Let your back 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 be missin me, I had an epiphany,
I need some ghetto so I get what their diggin me,
They sniffin and kissin me, "wanna split 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 three find this, we never be minded,
I big behinds, call me your highndness,
"hey mister mercatroy I love your workin;
twerkin that ghetto booty even makin suburban boys,
Make alot of suburban noise, got money in my like im a turban boy."
So after your koochie crusade, you know she if she come and bring you kool-aid (ohhh yeahh)

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I'm 'bout ghetto love,
dont keep me waitin for that
Ghetto love! bout misbehaving.
Because 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(?)

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