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 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, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock for casket and flower moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can like the 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
Pictures of actions be played
in the midst of
No fairy tales for young black male
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the seeds follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the 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 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 even tho we going thru our drama i would
never wish death on cuz there aint no comin bac