Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Ties

Huh say man
you know who get bro
it like they dont want a young nigga to get rich
make like we aint supposed to leave the ghetto
but uh
I aint trippin lifes a
you we was dealt some bad cards but
you
we deal with it
lifes hard so show em show em show em whats up

My gate way tuh hell seems like its open
the is callen so Im constantly smokin
C-Murder aint die in vein
my ghetto ties got me livin my in pain
see the world knows we gonna be thugs
you can me out the ghetto
but you cant it better
see the of your money done changed
but the status of your danger the same
I need to clear my head of these thoughts
and teach gateway the shit I was taught
take a ride wit me nigga to
and you live tuh see anotha century
lifes a bitch who do you trust i put my faith in my
cause I know its gone
I used to the hood was cool
but my ghetto keep my checkin in my rearveiw

Who do you
My ghetto got me trippin
and a bitch
they cant to see a young nigga get rich
I was some bad cards
a thug with no love cause lifes hard

who do you
My ties got me trippin
and lifes a
they cant stand to see a young get rich
I was thrust some bad
a thug with no love cause lifes hard

[Soulja

control me
you me
these cards I got to em
my is like a game
Im up a.m. to a.m.
my AK hem him
if he dont have of my paper man
if I let him
he might me for a faker
he might try to do a and that might cost me my life
if you ever jack its nigga
you best me or pay the price
aint nuttin I aint fallen
no street tell me what you seen
then tell a nigga about some ass
left the murder scene disguised in green with a infra beam
own self tryin tuh gum nigga run as soon as he heard the blast one
he run tore his ass up with a quick fast sight
that murda the first degree my ghetto ties fuckin round wit me
dont do

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[Da

How many times have you seen a nut up and the mom was cut up
I see now but on Im gonna be seein now
but see how us get caught up
quick to go underwater take advantage of the way
life us
Im full of that freeze im fulla them weeds and v's
2 23s 90
Ileft windows down to feel the breeze
my cousin B and me and john in the back seat drinkin off
and to the z
thinkin bout the we gonna free
now tell a nigga
soon as we up fuckin doe was about to close up
on the doe
nigga hold up you see us rool up
I forced my way in I put my seven to his
no for thankin
is Im thankin kill a bitch what you fittin tuh say
I went to the kitchen Im flippin pans and pots and
I foe glocks
sounded foe shots commin from the other room
its bout time for us hounds to get
gonna get the dilly for a
went to the next room john jones was in the
its
I to lay ya eyes buggin out his head
bleedin from the mouth
hes hes on his way out
but its time I took two behind looked
john at the eyes and nigga you ready tuh die damn nigga why

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