Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

Back in the days when I was tryin' to come up in the rap
Livin' like a [unverified], bustlin' spare
Drivin' a bucket, in a shack
Tryin' to make the out of what I had, usin' a pen and pad

There was this girlie that I to get with
Who never gave me no play, because I wasn't
She said I was too ghetto and that a from the ghetto
Couldn't give her nothin' but hard and trouble

But I was young and dumb
And just thinkin' the putang, had me sprung
I used to myself late at night goin' over her house, drinkin 40s
on the front porch singin' oldies

And even her father used to run me away
I used to creep the side and hit the back gate
on her window, givin' her the ghetto serenade
And it this way

You've got somethin' that keeps my in a spin
You've got that makes me wanna give in
You've got that turns my head all around
You've got somethin' takes me all down

I used to ask her all the time, "Yo, why do you me?"
It matter that I didn't drive a Mercedes
She said that I was only good for makin' babies
And my physical appearance me look crazy

She said that, "You look like you bang, or maybe even
And if you wanna be me, you gotta rearrange"
But I wasn't to get a flattop or go in a suit
And back in a new BMW

She said her parents wouldn't approve of the way I looked, see
And you got nothin' to give me
You get laid? You gotta keep me paid
That's when she me, man, 'cause I ain't payin' for the ying-yang

And though I'm feelin' bad
I feel like this, I can't miss what I had
So I gave it a last shot and before I walked away
I hit her with the ghetto

You've got that keeps my head in a spin
You've got somethin' that makes me wanna in
got somethin' that turns my head all around
You've got somethin' takes me all down

A few years later, now my dues are up
I got a record out, now I'm rollin' in big
Flyin' all around the world, meetin' girls
Everywhere I go and makin' rap videos

And signin' the other day
I looked up and guess who was my way?
The same old who never gave me no rhythm
But this time standin' in the middle of children

She got fat, and now she's lookin' like the cookie monster to me
Walkin' around the saggy booty
And runnin' that drag about how I done matured so
And why I haven't in touch?

I started laughin' in her face, 'cause to me it was
Now she wanted me for my
So I turned my back to her and I away
Leavin' her singin' the serenade
And what she had to say

You've got that keeps my head in a spin
You've got somethin' that makes me wanna in
You've got somethin' that turns my all around
You've got somethin' that takes me all

Hey Dub, man, up, man?
You done got these off your head
Got rid of those khaki
Man, you have matured, man

How about your telephone number?
What's up with that,
Just 'cause I wasn't you no rhythm
That wasn't my fault, man, so good, man