Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People look at you like youse the
drugs to all the losers, mad buddha 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 blunts with my crew, over 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
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 for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
nineteen for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what they don't know show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody 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 like to ask, Who's
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
thats the life when your
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 funny thing i realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac