Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

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

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

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

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

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 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 truck through the hood jet skis

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

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

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

Throughout my struggles through the hood, I 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 time country-curly head Prince and Tata

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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