Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

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

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

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

Remember, he to push the bulletproof BM, uh, huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped
They roll with Easy 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 to idolize cat, heart me in my heart
To hear that nigga on Pat
How he go out like

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
to drive 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 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
Dominicans turned around and gave 'em more bricks

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

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

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

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

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

Lord knows, Tommy had and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royce's with VaTonne interior
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 catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion

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

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

Rodney Bump and Chick, shit, a lot a niggas the way I flow
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 ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in

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

And a over 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 kill you the Mac will

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