Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't know about stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for chumps tryin to my flow
And what they don't will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the midst of
No fairy for this young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions while on backstabbin' vultures
my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? Save your
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
protect essence
Born less, but you still precious

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

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

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

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