Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I remember I was like you
Smokin with 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 to kick me out, no doubt
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for tryin to stop my flow
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 tryin to it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our be close captioned
addicted to fatal
Pictures of be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for young black male
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
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
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed 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 on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to bust he like to ask, Who's
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, rumors 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 life ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a 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 we waged a coastal
beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac