Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

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

There was this girlie that I wanted to get
Who gave me no play, because I wasn't rollin'
She said I was too ghetto and that a from the ghetto
Couldn't her nothin' but hard times and trouble

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

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

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

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

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

She said her parents approve of the way that 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 even though I'm bad
I feel like this, I can't what I never had
So I it a last shot and right before I walked away
I hit her the ghetto serenade

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

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

And autographs 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 five

She done got fat, and now lookin' like the cookie monster to me
Walkin' around the saggy booty
And runnin' drag about how I done matured so much
And why I kept in touch?

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

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

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

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