Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, side
What niggas know about the dirty south?
One

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

Yo, you hear talk of the south side, you hear talk of the team
See niggas feared Prince and Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a it down iller
See Preme was a 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 projects workin' for fifty on five-hundred

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

Rumors in the hood was [unverified] was
I ain't believe that, pa, he 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 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 again just to stay on top
I memories filled with sin
Over and again, and again

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

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

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

I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley
Together stand and divided they fall
here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get like Ocean

Lord knows, Tommy had loved and
Helicopters, Rolls Royce's with Louie VaTonne
sound like I'm fantasizin', but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought to watch the money

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

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

Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money they was about yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with
Throughout my time I heard tales of
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky,

Bump and Chick, shit, a lot a niggas flow the way I flow
But been in the game all their life so don't know 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' too much booze'll you confused
And if you the news you see playas in this game that lose
I'm forgettin' Lefty and Jazz, Pretty and Lance
Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags

And a conversation over and lobster
And Benny Hiners Chico stopped boxin'
And started robbin' diners, shout out to and Clutch
Bob Dre, Black Will, if the flow don't you the Mac will

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