Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Story Chapter 2

Here's my story
in hell, through the fire
Now take it higher
Here's my survival
So many reasons to sing
Now we got the to the kingdom

I remember those when hell was my home
me and mama bed was a big piece of foam
An mi never bathe and my hair never comb
When mama gone a me go street go roam

I remember when Danny dem take me cone
And make him licke bredda dem up Jerome
I remember when we dem wid pure big stone
An the boy Danny pop out weh full chrome

I remember when we run get him knee blown
And mi best friend Richie get, two inna him
I remember so the Avenue tun war zone
An Mickey madda fly him out she get a loan

But, go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek heap a money and seen in our own
Now a we a lock the city and is well known
Yesterday Mikey call me pan mi phone, me say

We get da dem, dem outta luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the a dem a don't know
We have whole heap a extra clip we nuh broke no
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah

We got the so we have to make way
We take it from the bottom to the top,
And now the whole community can live
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah

I remember those days we was dead broke
And I could barely find a dollar for a
Hop in the train to get where I'm going
Hobos me and runnin' like I'm smokin'

Remember days when I went to bed hungry
All I ever ate was white and honey
Big dreams in my head my tummy
Might a smile but ain't nothin' funny

I playin' over needles in the streets
Everywhere I go, a man want part of me
Dirty, dirty those hookas and hoes on 11th
Sellin' bodies for

Remember sayin' that will never be me
Gonna it someday, gotta be somebody
Say mommy, worry, it's just you and me
But one day we get out of this misery, hey

We get da ting dem, dem luck now
Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a know
We whole heap a extra clip 'cause we nuh broke no
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah

We got the so we have to make way
We it from the bottom to the top, baby
And now the community can live greatly
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah

my ghetto story
Been in hell through the
Now take it higher
Here's my story
So reasons to sing this
Now we got the to the kingdom

Jamaica get tru greed and glutton
Politics manipulate and yutes button
But we now so dem can tell man notin'
'Cuz a we a mek a nyaam fish and mutton, hey

Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu
Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me
An mi sey TD deh dey but him say he wasn't
Anytime mi fly him a get 'bout dozen, 'cause

We get da dem, dem outta luck now
Mi seven and the whole a dem a don't know
We have whole heap a extra clip 'cause we nuh no
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah

We got the kingdom so we have to way
We take it from the bottom to the top,
And now the community can live greatly
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah

I those days when hell was my home
When me and mama bed was a big piece a
An mi like bathe and my hair never comb
mama gone a work, me go street go roam

I remember Danny dem take me snow cone
And make him licke bredda dem kick up
I remember when we visit dem wid big stone
An the boy pop out something weh full chrome

I remember when we run, Fatta get him blown
And mi best friend Richie get two inna him
I so the Avenue tun inna war zone
And madda fly him out 'cause she get a loan

But, go to foreign and go tun Al Capone
Mek heap a money and sen in our own
Now a we a lock the and that is well known
Yesterday Mikey call me pan mi phone, me say