Luyện nghe bài hát Institutionalized

What money got to do it
When I don't know the full definition of a rap
I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I ain't to admit it
Institutionalized, I keep runnin' back for a
up
Get it
I said I'm inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it
Institutionalized, I still kill me a nigga, so what?

If I was the
I'd pay my rent
my homies and them
Bulletproof my doors
Lay in the White House and get high,
Who thought?
Master the chains off me

Life can be a box of chocolate
pro quo, somethin' for somethin', that's the obvious
Oh shit, flow's so sick, you swallow it
Bitin' my style, salmonella poison positive
I can just the rap industry politics
Milk the game up, never lactose
The last remainder of real shit, you the obvious
Me scholarship? No, streets put me through
Be all you can be, true, but the is
A dream's a dream if work don't follow it
Remind me of the homies that used to know me, now this
I'll you my hypothesis, I'm probably just way too loyal
K Dizzle do it for you, my niggas think I'm a god
Truthfully all of 'em spoiled, usually you're never
But somethin' came over you once I took you to the fuckin' BET
You lookin' at artists the harvests
So many Rollies around you and you all of them
Somebody told me you thinkin' 'bout jewelry
I should've listened what my said to me

Shit don't change until you get up and your ass nigga
Shit don't change you get up and wash your ass
Shit don't until you get up and wash your ass nigga
Oh now, down

And once upon a time in a city so
West Side Compton, there stood a little nigga
He was 5 something, God bless the kid
Took his homie to the show and is what they said

Fuck am I 'posed to do I'm lookin' at walkin' licks?
The convicts talk matchin', money and foreign whips
The private and passports, presidential glass floor
Gold bottles, gold models, up the ass for
flicks, suck a dick, fuck is this?
One more away from wavin' flashy wrist
My defense tell me to get him, quickly because he got it
the recession, then why the fuck he in King of Diamonds?
No more poor, meet my .44
When I see 'em, put the per diem on the
Now Kendrick, they're your co-workers
But it's take a lot for this pistol go cold turkey
Now I can watch his on the TV and be okay
But see I'm on the clock once that watch in LA
Remember steal from the rich and givin' it back to the
Well that's me at awards
I guess my grandmama was a boy
She

Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass
Shit don't change until you get up and wash ass
Shit don't until you get up and wash your ass nigga
Oh now, slow

And upon a time in a city so divine
Called West Compton, there stood a little nigga
He was 5 foot something, and confused
Talented but still under the neighborhood
You can take your boy out the hood but you can't the hood out the homie
his show money, stashed it in the mozey wozey
Hollywood's
you, goodnight, thank you much for your service