Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

Wake up, out my bed
Hung in a 2 man wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that gave me
Dear God, I can you save me
I'm 18, so I'm a young buck
It's a ride, if I scrap, I'm getting stuck
But that's the life of a G, I
Ese's way deep, shanked two in chest
Bests run 'cause brothers is dropping
Ugh, too late, damn, goes another nigga
off the walls, throwing them dogs
Getting a rep as a hog
It ain't like the street life
Betta be strapped wit yo shank, 'cause ain't no fist
So I guess I gots to handle
Since I did the crime, I ta do my time

ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto
What'cha gonna do when you up
And have to responsibility

Now, I'm holding a dove, on swoll
27 years old, up for parole,
I'm back up on my feet wit my on the money
That I'm as soon as I touch the street
Things done changed on side
Remember used to thump but now they blast, right
But it ain't no to me
'Cause now I'm what they call a O.G.
The little from the hood wit grip
Are the ones I get cause I'm down to set-trip
Nigga, I'm than you, so what ya want to do
know we had a 22
Straight sitting his back
I'm grab his pockets and then I heard six
I fell to the ground wit on my hands
I didn't
How a so young could bust a cap
I use to be the way back
I guess that's I get (for what)
For to jack them little homies for they bread

Lil' boy
Playing in the streets
What'cha gonna do when you up
And have to face

Something for the real to get wit
Some facts, made our made, now you to run and play
Like every day, really doe
You me, I'm the smooth macadamia, gaming them for my homie
No need to be uncalm if you pack
And learning just enough to keep your right
Late nights, I what they getting fo'
Early on the corners, what they hitting fo'
Seven G's put they serve down
In a jeep ride, east side they swerve now
Not thinking about really going on
Got on, stepped on, now they gone
I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but around me
But now I'm back at the
And we expose for the youth to survive
Some think it's wrong but we tend to think right
So make all them ends you can
'Cause when broke, you break, check it out
So ain't no need for your mama to
you's a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip

Lil' boy
Playing in the ghetto
What'cha gonna do you grow up
And have to responsibility