Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

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Snoop doggy

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

We run game in the
We gets high in the
We shot in the ghetto
You might get in the ghetto
Lil' boy

Dr.

Now I'm holdin' the dub, sittin' on
years old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet with my on the money
That I be makin' soon as I touch streets
Things done changed on this
Remember used to thump, but now they blast, right?
But it ain't no to me
Cause now I'm what they call a ass o.g.
The little homies from the with grip
Are the ones I get with cause I'm down to set
Nigga, I'm than you, so whatcha wanna do?
Didn't know he had a
Straight sittin' his back
I grabbed his pockets and I heard six caps
I fell to the ground blood on my hands
I didn't
How a so young could bust a cap
I to be the same way back
I that's what I get (for what? )
For tryin' to jack the little homies for they

Snoop dogg:

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

Lil' boy

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