Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

Back in the days I was tryin' 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 I had, usin' a pen and pad

There was this girlie that I wanted to get
Who never gave me no play, I wasn't rollin'
She I was too ghetto and that a brother from the ghetto
Couldn't give her nothin' but hard times and

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

And even though her father 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 head in a
You've got that makes me wanna give in
You've got somethin' that turns my head all
You've got somethin' that takes me all

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

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

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

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

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

A few years later, now my dues are up
I got a record out, now I'm in big bucks
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 old girl who never gave me no rhythm
But this time standin' in the of five children

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

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 serenade
And here's she had to say

You've got somethin' that 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' takes me all down

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

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