Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

Back in the days when I was to come up in the rap game
Livin' a [unverified], bustlin' spare change
a bucket, livin' in a shack
Tryin' to make the best out of what I had, a pen and pad

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

But bein' I was young and
And just bout the putang, had me sprung
I used to play myself late at night goin' over her house, 40s
Standin' on the front porch singin'

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

You've got somethin' that keeps my in a spin
You've got somethin' that me wanna give in
You've got somethin' 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 probably good for makin' babies
And my physical makes me look crazy

She said that, "You look like you bang, or maybe even
And if you wanna be with me, you 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 of the way that I looked, see
And plus you got nothin' to me
You wanna get laid? You gotta keep me
when she lost me, man, 'cause I ain't payin' for the ying-yang

And though I'm feelin' bad
I feel like this, I miss what I never had
So I gave it a last shot and before I walked away
I hit her with the serenade

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

A few later, now my dues are paid up
I got a out, now I'm rollin' in big bucks
Flyin' all around the world, many girls
Everywhere that I go and makin' rap

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

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

I started in her face, 'cause to me it was funny
Now she me for my money
So I turned my back to her and I walked
Leavin' her singin' the ghetto
And here's she had to say

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

Hey Dub, man, what's up,
You done got braids off your head
Got rid of khaki pants
Man, you have matured, man

How about gettin' your telephone
up with that, man?
Just 'cause I wasn't you no rhythm
wasn't my fault, man, lookin' so good, man