Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what they know will show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the of mashin'
No tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds that me
your essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to over this projects
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life your
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the life ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a funny thing i realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
never wish on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac