Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, side
What y'all niggas know the dirty south?
One

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

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

Remember, he used to push the BM, uh, huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped
They roll with Rider and they ain't get blunted
Had the projects 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 hear that nigga on Pat
How he go out like

Rumors in the was [unverified] 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 drive his truck through the hood jet skis

From Gerald Wallace to 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, then told us
Them who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Dominicans turned around and gave 'em more bricks

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

That 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 that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And and Righteous from Hillside with 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
Gamble all the time like head Prince and Tata

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, rest in to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
The twins was queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I heard tales of
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 their so don't know who I know
Writin' rhymes is the best way I how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in

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

And a conversation shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped
And started robbin' diners, out to Clanvis 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 again, and again