Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it feel to 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 about your day
Baby on the way mad 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, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for chumps tryin to 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 wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood were spent buryin' 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 hard we on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots 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 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 Two-Tecs to take over projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally black
back, countin double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I 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) a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
but even tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish death on cuz there aint no comin bac