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 they gave me
God, I wonder can you save me
I'm 18, so I'm a young buck
It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm getting
But the life of a G, I guess
way deep, shanked two in they chest
Bests run 'cause is dropping quicker
Ugh, too late, damn, down another nigga
off the walls, throwing them dogs
Getting a rep as a hog
It ain't like the street life
Betta be wit yo shank, 'cause ain't no fist fight
So I guess I gots to mine
I did the crime, I gots ta do my time

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

Now, I'm a dove, sitting on swoll
27 years old, up for parole,
I'm back up on my wit my mind on the money
That I'm as soon as I touch the street
Things changed on this side
Remember they used to thump but now blast, right
But it ain't no to me
'Cause now I'm what they a loced-assed O.G.
The little homies the hood wit grip
Are the ones I get with 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 I heard six caps
I fell to the ground wit on my hands
I understand
How a nigga so young bust a cap
I use to be the same way
I guess what I get (for what)
For trying to jack them little homies for they

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

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

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