Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

Back in the days when I was tryin' to up in the rap game
Livin' like a [unverified], spare change
Drivin' a bucket, livin' in a
to make the best 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 rollin'
She said I was too ghetto and that a brother the ghetto
Couldn't her nothin' but hard times and trouble

But I was young and dumb
And just thinkin' bout the putang, had me
I to play 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 to creep around the side and hit the back gate
Tappin' on her window, givin' her the serenade
And it this way

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

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

She said that, "You look you bang, or maybe even slang
And if you wanna be me, you gotta rearrange"
But I 'bout to get a flattop or go in a suit
And back in a new BMW

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

And even though I'm bad
I feel like this, I can't miss I never had
So I gave it a shot and right before I walked away
I hit her with the ghetto

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

A few years later, now my are paid up
I got a record out, now I'm rollin' in big
all around the world, meetin' many 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 girl who gave me no rhythm
But this time standin' in the middle of children

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

I started laughin' in her face, 'cause to me it was
Now she me for my money
So I turned my back to her and I away
Leavin' her singin' the 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' that takes me all

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

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