Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
People at you like youse the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
blunts 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 forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
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, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you believe then you can
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect your
with less, but you still 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
with my man to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life 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 realized how powerful
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac