Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

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

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

But bein' I was and dumb
And just thinkin' bout the putang, had me
I used to play myself 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 around the side and hit the gate
Tappin' on her window, givin' her the 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' that 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 appearance makes 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 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 gotta keep me
That's when she lost me, man, I ain't payin' for the ying-yang

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

You've got somethin' that keeps my 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

A few years later, now my dues are up
I got a out, now I'm rollin' in big bucks
all around the world, meetin' many girls
Everywhere that I go and 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 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 about how I done matured so much
And why I haven't kept in

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

You've got somethin' that my head in a spin
got somethin' 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 those pants
Man, you sure matured, man

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