Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Thang

Hit the block truck slangin ice cream
A million records sold , thats why know p
Came up on hard tryin to make ends
2 to my niggaz thats dead and in the pen
The ghetto wont change , they me the dope man
I raps but the feds think it's cocaine
Tap my phone , these hoes wont leave me
Nigga gon legit , so stay off the ding
Independent , why they hate me
A million man march for master p
So fuck rap pages ( know )
Yall didnt want to see a nigga it off the streets
Thats why never see p on mtv
Top 40 , but niggaz y'all me
1 in every mom and pop and billboard record store
So fuck y'all playa hatin
a pen , a pad , and ill make a hit
Show nigga in the ghetto how to get rich
Cause y'all don't know what go on closed doors
White folks pimp niggaz hoes
But tru niggaz , say fuck
You owe me money , it's time to the chrome gat
I got the drank , finna tomorrow I take a test
And I know my probs. want me to go
An addicted to gangsta rhymes
Last year I caught a bullet but it mine
Time to go nigga on row , or should I say I'm stuck in the ghetto

(2x) just a ghetto , a ghetto thang , you would understand if you
Was
From the man
(1x)its a ghetto thang , a thang , these niggaz got me caught up in
This thang

See I ain't got no money up in my
How the fuck ima it
Ima get the glock and cock and you like a socket
See game get but y'all don't feel me
Telling me to up out the game , get a job
I rob a nigga , I might kill yah
See up on the block I rides on gold thangs
These niggaz be trippin up on my shit and they'll you like it ain't no

See I'm from the city where niggaz be salty and they stay like wires
And I ain't seen a retire yet
On a bet , threw my cothes up on the and I sweat
Trust nobody cause these niggaz will smoke you like a cigarette
Now bet , rest in peace to all homies that didnt it
Took life for , an I panic while seeing niggaz with ski masks
We blast with ski masks and bust a cap they weak ass
Everyday struggle and I stay hustlin like a pan
Fuck it if I took a chance to get dead like
I betta not it
Slik , another nigga tryin to make it up out the ghetto

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Big ed:

Got a hold on me , fools wanna roll on me
I die or will God just let me be
Fufill the prophecy reach my destiny avoid the plot
the ones that got popped
I got a son but she says that it isnt
Im 24 and since I've served hard time
In this concrete jungle , a war , many of my peers die
Finally made it back
Self preservation is a for me
Duckin and dodgin bullets stone on the ones who pulled it
I promise my mama I wouldnt die she did
I got my life right got my wife and my kids
But I look I see sadness
Imagine tryin to raise your babies in this worldwide

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