Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, South
What y'all niggas know about the dirty
One

Lord forgive me for sinned
Over and again just to stay on top
I recall memories with sin
and over again, and again

Yo, when you hear of the south side, you hear talk of the team
See niggas Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a it down iller
See was a business man and Prince was the killer

Remember, he to push the bulletproof BM, uh, huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped
They roll Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole workin' for fifty on five-hundred

As a youth, all I did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat, heart me in my
To that nigga snitched on Pat
How he go out like

in the hood was [unverified] was snitchin'
I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck the hood draggin' jet skis

From Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be surprised
Of how freely I thought of names of games who with pies
Like L A N Y's, L got shot in the neck, told us connect
niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin' Dominicans turned and gave 'em more bricks

forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again to stay on top
I recall filled with sin
and over again, and again

That first is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
Consider the first chapter in the ghetto's Qu Ran
I know a lot of niggas get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Righteous from Hillside with the on his nose

my struggles through the hood, I started learnin'
Life's a bitch with a pretty face but she
Man, I'm a get cheese like Chaz run through wips like Cigar
Gamble all the like country-curly head Prince and Tata

Popo under pressure too, know what they facin'
Go against crews like B-Bo and killers Patty Mason
A lotta niggas I know been corrupted birth
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they

I know some that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
Together niggas and divided they fall
'Round here, shook niggas they it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like

Lord knows, had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls with Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound I'm fantasizin', but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, Benice to watch the money

Had money out the ass, he politic like the
Fed's couldn't catch him so settled for tax evasion

Lord forgive me, for sinned
Over and again just to stay on top
I recall filled with sin
Over and again, and again

Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy with Alpo
Throughout my time I tales of Himey
Frenchy, Pauly, Ducky, Cally

Rodney and Chick, shit, a lot a niggas flow the way I flow
But ain't been in the game all life so don't know who I know
rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail

Comin' up I sippin' too much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that
I'm forgettin' Lefty and Jazz, Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, and E Money Bags

And a over shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico boxin'
And started robbin' diners, shout out to Clanvis and
Bob Dre, Will, if the flow don't kill you the Mac will

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