Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Rich (Remix)

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

Let me take ya through my where I was born and raised
Where niggas semi-automatics, bustin' them K's
Heavy guns and boys harassed by the police
Still gettin' pulled over and 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, dice, Dwayne dead and gone
Sendin' niggas to the pen or the home

I be feelin' like the never answer me back
So I'm holdin' on my gat in case they attack
Bullet in ya house'll 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 how them penitentiary bars'll break men
Niggas life from under covers and fake friends
real how them penitentiary bars'll break men

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

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

Can't how I feel growin' up in the gutter
Told my mama that I love her put above her
Doin' crimes, a hard time for food on the
Know a couple of niggas ain't never out the gate

Movin' weight the only thing 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 when ya tired, be stavin'

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

It's where you live, it's where you
It's 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
world is ghetto

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

Speed bumps in the road start me down
See them fake niggas like they 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 my home
Told my mama I'ma leave the dope alone
On my every night conversatin' wit God
dyin' everyday 'cause they wanna be hard

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

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

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

Throw 'em up if you know what the like
Throw 'em up if you lookin' for that life
Throw 'em up if ya ghetto,
world, ghetto