Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

The Evil genius, Latern

Hook:(2X)
The shit's that going on
The crackheads
Loud mouths is
The same that going on
You know I it all before

It's cool enough to win but it's to hate to lose
only one Nas by the hundred thousand use
You lose money chasing women, lose, women chasing money
Niggaz is broke, the wolves is hungry
Morgues full of dead niggaz who is money
full a niggaz who the last shit they ate in their stomach
Spinach and
Gortex bootprints on his face, it's still on his face
when we visit his
undone I do it
Fight a whole army one gun I use it
Some suntou
Keep it on you walking ammonia
You far from
we can for the moments
I in decietful conversation
With with foul natures
murder trial the basics
Threatening the
And relitives of dead victims the shit we live
Bridge thug matrimony
Clap a
Bullets even hit a crack in his
Psycho analysts was asking me happened to me
See the got to be, then the gat got to me
Then the homies on the block with the stacks of
Then beautiful bitches was bending backwards for me
The lames put the rap game in the slowly
Man I don't a fuck...

Hook:(2X)
The same that going on
The stalking
mouths is talking
The shit's that going on
You know I seen it all

Ortiz:

Planet
The land of the
your turf
Cannons a burst and breaks the of amateur jerks
Scare me to hurting on your man and herse
I seen it ten
They get a small never the headline
Candles in the next to empty yack bottles
drunk talking shit like when they see this mac nozzle
But nothing ever
Even if it do, ever happens
We don't talk if that gutter you yapping in the ghetto
You can ask a nigga mother happened and get an echo
When I'm it's so bad
of ignorant mulfuckers with no dads
Oh he did, but he don't care cause he his dope hab
And when him and they mom argue he throw jabs
So they a chrome mag
And walk around like who choke tag
Fiending to a head see through like a coke bag
If your life's slightly something like the one Joe had then you're (Ghetto)
Coup a peas, scoop cheese, D's and squeeze
Breezing on hooptees, new Ortiz
And the houchies please G's by gettin on their
Giving a body part the scarecrow
I'm at life
the shit that I write is from my heart, my
Simple your pocket grab a sharpy homie mark my words
If anybody with me and these bucks
I only in a career, dawg, im beating you up
I'm ghetto

Hook:(2X)
The same shit's that on
The crackheads
Loud is talking
The same shit's going on
You I seen it all before