Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qu Ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1)

(talking)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, what y'all niggas know the dirty south?
One

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Lord me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to on top
I memories, filled with sin
and over again, and again

Yo, you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down
See Preme was a business man and was the killer
Remember, he to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Wider and ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell
I to idolize cat
Hurt me to my heart to hear that nigga on Pap, how he go out like

Rumors in the was Jes was snitchin
I believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be
Of how freely I thought of names of guys who dealt pies
Like LA and Wise, L got shot in the neck, then his connect
Them niggas who 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks

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That first verse is just a of the shit that I'm on
Consider the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran
I know a lot of niggas get dough like Bimmy and Joe
And and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
Throughout my through the hood, I started learnin
a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
Man I'm a get cheese Chaz then run through whips like Cigar
Gamble all the time like country-curly head and Tata
Po-po under pressure too, know what they facin
Go crews like B-Bo and killers like Pappy Mason
A lotta niggas I know corrupted since birth
Enticed to rob for fun, for everything they worth
I know some cats that at old complexes like Cooley Wall
Together niggas and divided they fall
Round here, shook niggas keep it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get like Ocean
Lord knows, Tommy had loved and
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie interior
Might sound I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, Benice to wash the money
Had out the ass, he politic like the Asian
FEDs couldn't him dirty so settled for tax evasion

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Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was yo
The twins was from but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I heard of Himey, Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky

Rodney and Chick, shit
A lot a flow the way I flow
but ain't been in the game all their life so don't who I know
rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in
Comin up I heard sippin to much leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see in this game that lose
I'm Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money
And a conversation over and lobster
And Benny heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners
Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Will
If the flow don't you the Mac will

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