Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
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 licks went for twenty South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what they don't know will show on the
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it
mad Newport's cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to fatal
Pictures of actions be back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack 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 tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
protect your
Born less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life when
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) a funny thing i kinda 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 a coastal
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac