Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Thang

Hit the block lexus slangin ice cream
A million records sold , why y'all know p
Came up on hard times tryin to make
2 stones to my niggaz thats and in the pen
The ghetto wont , they label me the dope man
I slang raps but the feds it's cocaine
Tap my , these hoes wont leave me alone
Nigga gon legit , so stay off the ding
, thats why they hate me
A man ghetto march for master p
So fuck rap pages ( don't )
Yall didnt want to see a nigga it off the streets
Thats why you'll see p on mtv
Top 40 , but niggaz y'all me
Number 1 in mom and pop and billboard record store
So y'all playa hatin hoes
Gimme a pen , a pad , and ill a hit
Show nigga in the ghetto how to get rich
Cause y'all don't know what go on behind closed
White folks pimp niggaz like
But tru niggaz , say fuck
You owe me money , it's time to the chrome gat
I got the drank , tomorrow I take a piss test
And I my probs. want me to go back
An ex-con addicted to gangsta
Last year I a bullet but it wasnt mine
to go nigga on dead row , or should I say I'm stuck in the ghetto

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

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

See I'm from the city where niggaz be salty and they stay like wires
And I seen a gangsta retire yet
On a bet , threw my cothes up on the and I sweat
Trust cause these niggaz today will smoke you like a cigarette
Now bet , rest in to all homies that didnt make it
Took life for granted , an I panic while seeing niggaz ski masks
We with ski masks and bust a cap into they weak ass
Everyday and I stay hustlin like a pan handler
Fuck it if I took a 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 prophecy reach my destiny avoid the burial
the ones that got popped
I got a son but she says that it isnt
Im 24 and since birth I've hard time
In this concrete , a war zone , many of my peers die
Finally made it home
Self preservation is a for me
Duckin and 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 wife and my kids
But everywhere I I see sadness
Imagine tryin to raise your babies in this madness

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