Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Rich

Shit, we tryna get it for
Oh, Rich Boy, you better get focused
Get money, muthafucka, get money,

Let me ya through my hood where I was born and raised
Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' K's
Heavy guns and dope boys by the police
Still gettin' over and asked by the police

wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of ya skin get put in the pen
It's real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and
Sendin' niggas to the pen or the funeral

I be feelin' the Lord'll never answer me back
So I'm holdin' on my gat just in they attack
Bullet holes in ya make it hard to sleep
Ya see the fiends on the street the hard for cheap

niggas doin' life from under covers and fake friends
It's real how them bars'll break men
Niggas doin' life from under and fake friends
real how them penitentiary bars'll break men

It's where you live, where you play
It's where you learn your slang
world is ghetto

It's where I live, it's I'm from
It's where you had to your gun
Your is ghetto

Can't explain how I growin' up in the gutter
my mama that I love her put nobody above her
Doin' crimes, a hard for food on the plate
Know a couple of niggas ain't never comin' out the

Movin' weight the thing them street niggas know
Servin' thangs at school, they teach 'em, don't show
But a 44'll get money fast from robbin'
Do or die situation ya tired, be stavin'

Government'd send me a dime for school
So I went and started workin' like my my tool
I'm a for the South, pa, open ya ears
Young kids where I'm from permanent tears

It's where you live, it's you play
It's you learn your favorite slang
Your is ghetto

where I live, it's where I'm from
It's where you had to tote gun
Your is ghetto

I'm a product of the block, the fiends come back
Got a couple white packs 'cause they fiend for
Early five in the mornin', pigs showin' they
Real niggas in the street still showin' they

Speed bumps in the road start me down
See them fake niggas actin' they know me now
Got a chance to advance, so I'm makin' my
Couple o' people thinkin' they got somethin' to prove

Pay the card for the South, yeah the my home
Told my mama I'ma leave the game alone
On my knees night conversatin' wit God
Niggas dyin' everyday 'cause wanna be hard

Still totin' my piece 'cause it ain't nothin' like the
I'm wearin' my vest in case hit me wit the Uzi
Even if I take a trip the world and back
I'm representin' for the hoods where feel me at

It's where you live, it's where you
It's where you your favorite slang
Your is ghetto

It's where I live, it's I'm from
It's where you had to your gun
Your world is ghetto, your world,

Throw 'em up if you what the hood like
Throw 'em up if you lookin' for good life
'em up if ya ghetto, shit
Your world,