Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Victory

Some folks say lucky me, I leave to the charmes

Car alarmes, gun heard by my moms
Had to be Elohim in the midst of the
Made it out the fire, Wodie now we spittin flames
Will I remain, Yes Sir, seein' the
Dirty seein' heat baby, rippin your frame
Black shoes, attire, black tool, no face mask, killa make a jack move
yeah, by the way dog like bag
Dope house like stores, sell boy two
high, thugs die in M-I, Ft. Liquordale, folks look at there
Killas them die
I taste death, hey was the recipe
Couple bullet heart, doggs barkin' at me
for my life like Any Given Sunday
Thank God for life, we all die one day
Ghetto victory is I'm tellin' you cats
The to whitness better be to come thru in the 'Lacs
Under attack, like America Iraq
Done the boys equiped, 44's in they backpack

Ghetto victory, boy we it
it out the fire, now we can't be faded
Ghetto (2X)
We push keys, not Y-A
Slangin' keys bone tunes, playa them saved

Surounded by chillin', project livin'
Jesus bad, ''cause we'd all die chillin'
up for no simple reason
Thugs seperate from God, all of treason
Some cat's don't make it out
I did, ''cause I to live, Dunn
I thru, Wodie, just like you
Almost two, Shorty like Pac two
By the of God, had me covered in the hood
Unseen stop the murder when they could
They pulled me over a nautica sweater
better, so keep peepin out the letter
Black jetta, cats bust berettas
Homicide mission, we all die chedder
Boy please, killas greedy on the
to eat up all the cheese like a bunch of Granny's
It's so amazin' ain't no time for me
Jesus knew what he done, sendin me to the
Makin' soldiers, I thugs drop the cola
up the Cross, now them boys top rollers

Them sucker try to hit me, clip empty
Run for cover to the
Said retaliate back, James 380
Southern style boy, get
Trigger finger itchey, what to blast
Quarterback when them hut, slangin 'em fast
folks told me I was nothin', 8 per dumper
Tryin to hit the highway, slangin coke and water
Almost was a gonner, When dread me with the stunner
please, I got away, I start runnin'
Lord, I'm comin', I'm it up
Promise no more dank, bein and stuff
no laughin matter, where you spend your life forever
If your destination, better climb back up the ladder
West get ghetto victory, East Coasts get ghetto victory
Up North get ghetto victory, Down South thats where you can me
Sing to to my