Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it to wake up fucked up
broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't know about 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 remember I was like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better 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 attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the that follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on 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 master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
my man Two-Tecs 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, double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the when your
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 thing i kinda 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
but even tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac