Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Manifesto

I my lyrics on parking tickets and summons to the court
I this on an application for county support
I practice this like a sport, met Donald Trump and he up
on his Bentley yelling, "Pimps down, hoes up"

Some to front off break her ass a clump off
We gon' stop the world and make y'all jump off
This is my resume resignation
A ransom note with legislation

A ultimatum you should take it verbatim
'Cause I got two pieces and you don't wanna date em'
Flyin' kites for my folks at home who takin' tokes
We payin' on shit they ain't even spoused to own

Narratin' through my verse, agitatin' when ya
It's a motherfuckers just waitin' on the first
Anticipatin' on the worst, wanna weightin' up ya
Shook the jobby job down at noon and disperse

They wouldn't pay ya ass as far as can throw you
They think you but they don't know you
Dissin' turf operata, play with shot birettas
Buy the Burger King and we slappin' on ya lettuce

that in the back of those apartments
A coupon from agricultural
we put down the X-O, we can let the threats go
And start shit, the ghetto manifesto

That's what I'm talking
Make me scream and
East, West, North, and
Gonna this party out
Hey, hey

what I'm talking about
Make me scream and
East, West, North, and
turn this party out
Hey, hey

Call me bird 'cause of my legs but my ass sing
Got a house anklet but it don't bling bling
The homie with a cell but that shit ring
But at lights out bars and souls get stang

Now it's the hustlin' sound, trick they muscle around blacks
Make ya thoughts heavy, drop a and make the ground crack
Even renowned historians found that
The people only bounce back they pound back

So I take out a spray can and paste the
gravements of a sufferin' nation
The files are flagrant and the fragrance
I overheard them vagrancy for patients

So check the liner notes, I steal my quotes
For d-boys tryin' to them Gucci's and designer boats
And party liner jokes and all kinds of folks who all of broke
But twenties cause they feel like a lot of smoke

The trees we got lifted by made our feet
So when I say burn one I mean the
all get high from the income angle
Bump this at the party even if it the single

a slum serenade, on razor blades and grenades
By nannies and who be polishin' the suede
You let the seas blow but let's make the sets grow
Into brigades the ghetto manifesto

That's I'm talking about
Make me and shout
East, West, North, and
Gonna this party out
Hey, hey

That's what I'm about
Make me and shout
East, West, North, and
turn this party out
Hey, hey