Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Victory

Some folks say lucky me, I that to the charmes

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

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

Surounded by project chillin', project
needed bad, ''cause we'd all die chillin'
Blasted up for no simple
seperate from God, all because of treason
Some cat's don't it out breathin'
I did, ''cause I chose to live,
I been thru, Wodie, like you
Almost caught two, Shorty Pac two
By the grace of God, had me covered in the
Unseen bodyguards stop the murder they could
They pulled me over like a nautica
Things better, so peepin out the letter
Black jetta, cats bust black
mission, we all die over chedder
Boy please, killas on the streets
Tryin to eat up all the cheese like a of Granny's
so amazin' ain't no time for me hatin'
Jesus knew he done, sendin me to the nation
Makin' soldiers, I whitness thugs the cola
Picked up the Cross, now them top rollers

Them sucker try to hit me, clip empty
Run for cover to the
Said retaliate back, King 380
style boy, get jiggy
Trigger finger itchey, what to blast
Quarterback them suckers hut, slangin 'em fast
folks me I was nothin', 8 ouncer per dumper
Tryin to hit the highway, slangin coke and some
Almost was a gonner, When stuck 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 Hell's destination, better climb back up the ladder
West Coast get ghetto victory, East Coasts get victory
Up North get ghetto victory, South thats where you can find me
Sing to to my