Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

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

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

Now, I'm holding a dove, sitting on
27 old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet wit my mind on the
That I'm making as as I touch the street
Things changed on this side
Remember they used to thump but now they blast,
But it no thing 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 cause I'm down to
Nigga, I'm bigger you, so what ya want to do
Didn't we had a 22
Straight sitting his back
I'm grab his and then I heard six caps
I fell to the wit blood on my hands
I understand
How a nigga so young could a cap
I use to be the same way
I guess that's I get (for what)
For trying to jack them homies for they bread

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

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

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