Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But don't know about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink 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, 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 figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show on the
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't to hear it
mad Newport's cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
of actions be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed Save your sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the that follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every 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 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 on my way to Maryland
my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
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 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 what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
but even tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there no comin bac