Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

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Snoop dogg:

Wake up, out my bed
I'm in a two man cell my homie lil' 1/2 dead
was the case that they gave me
Dear god, I wonder can you me?
I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young
It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm gettin'
But that's the of g, I guess
Ese's way deep, shanked two in the
Best run cause brothers is droppin'
Ugn, too late, damn, down another nigga
Bouncin' off the walls, throwin' dogs
Gettin' rep as a young hog
It nothin' like the street life
You better be strapped with shank
Cause ain't no fight
So I guess I to handle mine
Since I did the crime, I gots to do my

We run in the ghetto
We high in the ghetto
We gets in the ghetto
You might get stuck in the
ghetto boy

Dr.

Now I'm holdin' the dub, on swoll
years old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet my mind on the money
That I be makin' as I touch them streets
Things done on this side
Remember they used to thump, but now they blast,
But it ain't no to me
Cause now I'm they call a loced ass o.g.
The little homies from the hood with
Are the ones I get with cause I'm to set trip
Nigga, I'm bigger you, so whatcha wanna do?
know he had a twenty-two
Straight sittin' behind his
I his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my
I understand
How a nigga so young could a cap
I to be the same way back
I guess that's I get (for what? )
For tryin' to jack the little homies for grip

Snoop doggy

Somethin' for the o.g.'s to get with
facts made our made
Now you but I'm played
Like every single day, doe
You know me, I'm the smooth
for my homie
No need in be uncalm, if you right
And just enough to keep your sack tight
nights, I wonder what they get in for?
Early mornin' on the corners, what they for?
Seven young g's put they serve
In a g ride, where they swerve now
Not thinkin' what's really goin' on
Got crept on, on, now they gone
I spent four in the county
With nothin' but convicts me
But now I'm at the pound
And we expose ways for the to survive
Some think it's wrong but we tend to it's right
So all them ends you can make
Cause when broke, you break, check it out
So ain't no need for your to trip
Cause you's a hustlin' ass youngsta, your grip

Lil' boy

That's the of a g, I guess
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