Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

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

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

Yo, when you hear talk of the south side, you hear of the team
See niggas feared and respected Preme
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
here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
They roll with Easy Rider and ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin' for fifty on

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

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 his truck through the hood draggin' jet skis

From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, be surprised
Of how freely I of names of games who dealt with 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 around and gave 'em more bricks

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

That first 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 the mole on his nose

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bump and Chick, shit, a lot a niggas flow the way I flow
But ain't been in the game all their life so know who I know
rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't 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 you see playas in this game that lose
I'm Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags

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

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