Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Tales

Phat Records
SPM
Putting it down with that Phat Money
Dope House
Stacks, A.C. Chill, L.T.
This one's Ghetto
you know about that?

(2Xs)
These are the tales, the Tales
Dope sales and life is hell, to stay out of

I'm rolling H-town South Park
A.C. Chill all the O.G.'s me
In that Bourbon the candy paint
For deep of my niggas ain't got no car that's why
we so
We left a funeral to see my homie's cry
It always hurt me any of my homies die
All of a sudden gun shots out
I guess these young G's gang bang clout
We over I said me out this bitch man?e of these niggas finna get they wig split man
Pulled out my strap you know how the show
Somebody yelled out and yo come the Po-Po's
I told my niggax ?man I'll Catch you later?t pocket full of weed plus got me on paper
Bailed around the to holla at my homie
Next thing you know the f**king haters up on me
Damn, how much hating can a young nigga
First I get a mother f**ker finna break
They caught me, now I'm in the jail pacing
Damn, a
Eighteen months is I'm facing

(2Xs)

Im pushing trying to have it
Everything is
But at the same time I'm niggas on their back
Up in the I'm trying to stack a little cream

I'm paper chasing me and we trying to some green
And everything is far as bad when it comes to
I'm trying to make a little cash for me, Jay, and
Ain't paying no bills but these got me f**ked up
I sit on streets than see my ass locked up
And serving fiends is an everyday thing
And from the cells chilling trying to a nice day
And for this 420 life thing
I got the skills to hit a from big mar man
And platinum shit we drop on the block-a-dee
Come watch my tongue twist wrecking with my boy Trying to survive make a meal these ghetto dreams
We playa made plus we from the of S.E.

(2Xs)

SPM baby dope fiends at the dead end
Fighting over sales with my best friend
Used to be broke and out
Now I buy Diamonds make my wife pass out
Bad route was a I chose
hoes
At I rose
I got cash and
From the I sold to let you bastards know
dough sitting on glass and vogues
My ass show
I'm out of the slums
Park where you get your car washed for crumbs
But these laws is on a
I used to get out
Three dollar for my look out
Licensed cookie
my profession
Never my dope in my own possession
selling cocaine in my domain
I sneak up from the back and take you out with no

(2Xs)