Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Thang

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

(2x) just a thang , 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 ima stop it
Ima get the glock and cock and plug you a socket
See game get deeper but y'all feel me
Telling me to up out the game , get a job
I shouldnt rob a nigga , I kill yah
See up on the block I rides deep on thangs
These niggaz be trippin up on my shit and jack you like it ain't no

See I'm from the city niggaz be salty and they stay faulty like wires
And I ain't a gangsta retire yet
On a bet , threw my cothes up on the and I sweat
nobody cause these niggaz today will smoke you like a cigarette
Now bet , rest in peace to all that didnt make it
Took life for granted , an I panic seeing niggaz with ski masks
We blast with ski masks and bust a cap into weak ass
Everyday struggle and I stay hustlin like a pan
Fuck it if I a chance to get dead like cancer
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 , jealous fools roll on me
Will I die or will God let me be
Fufill the reach my destiny avoid the burial plot
Unlive the that got popped
I got a son but she says that it mine
Im 24 and since birth served hard time
In this concrete , a war zone , many of my peers die
made it back home
Self is a thing for me
and dodgin bullets stone faces on the ones who pulled it
I promise my mama I wouldnt die she did
I got my life right got my and then my kids
But everywhere I look I see
Imagine to raise your babies in this worldwide madness

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