Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Thang

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

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

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

See I'm from the city where be salty and they stay faulty like wires
And I seen a gangsta retire yet
On a bet , threw my cothes up on the and I sweat
Trust nobody cause these today will smoke you like a cigarette
Now bet , in peace to all homies that didnt make it
Took life for , an I panic while seeing niggaz with ski masks
We blast with ski masks and bust a cap into they ass
Everyday struggle and I stay hustlin a pan handler
Fuck it if I took a chance to get like cancer
I betta not it
, just 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
Will I die or will God let me be
Fufill the prophecy reach my destiny the burial plot
Unlive the ones got popped
I got a son but she says that it isnt
Im 24 and since birth I've hard time
In this concrete jungle , a war zone , many of my die
Finally it back home
preservation is a thing for me
Duckin and dodgin stone faces on the ones who pulled it
I my mama I wouldnt die before she did
I got my life right got my wife and then my
But I look I see sadness
tryin to raise your babies in this worldwide madness

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