Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

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

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

Yo, you hear talk of the south side, you hear talk of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it 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 cat, heart me in my heart
To that nigga snitched on Pat
How he go out like

Rumors in the 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 through the hood draggin' jet skis

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

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

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 that get like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Righteous from Hillside with the mole on his

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what 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 Bump and Chick, shit, a lot a niggas flow the way I
But ain't 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 watch the news you see playas in this game lose
I'm forgettin' and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, and E Money Bags

And a conversation over shrimp and
And Benny Hiners heard Chico boxin'
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 over just to stay on top
I recall memories with sin
Over and over again, and