Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Rich (Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Government'd never send me a for school
So I went and started workin' like my nine my
I'm a for the South, pa, open ya ears
Young kids I'm from wear permanent tears

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

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

I'm a of the block, watch the fiends come back
Got a couple white packs 'cause they for that
five in the mornin', pigs showin' they badge
Real niggas in the street still showin' rags

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

Pay the card for the South, yeah the hood my
my mama I'ma leave the dope game alone
On my knees every conversatin' wit God
Niggas dyin' everyday 'cause they wanna be

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

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

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

Throw 'em up if you know what the hood
Throw 'em up if you for that good life
Throw 'em up if ya ghetto,
Your world,