Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lord forgive me, for I've
Over and over just to stay on top
I recall memories filled 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 from Hillside with the mole on his

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

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

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

Lord knows, Tommy had loved and
Helicopters, Rolls Royce's with VaTonne interior
Might 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 like the Asian
Fed's catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion

Lord me, for I've sinned
Over and over again just to 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 I heard tales of Himey
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky,

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

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

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

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