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 to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show on the
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No tales for this young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years were spent my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, 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 with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots every 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 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
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
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 rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
thats the life 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 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 on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac