Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy (remix)

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Snoop Doggy

Wake up, out my bed
I'm in a two man cell my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that they me
Dear God, I can you save me?
I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young
It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm stuck
But that's the of G, I guess
way deep, shanked two in the chest
Best run cause brothers is droppin'
Ugn, too late, damn, down another nigga
Bouncin' off the walls, them dogs
Gettin' rep as a young hog
It nothin' like the street life
You better be strapped your shank
Cause ain't no fight
So I guess I gots to mine
Since I did the crime, I to do my time

We run game in the
We gets high in the
We gets in the ghetto
You might get stuck in the
Ghetto Boy

Dr.

Now I'm holdin' the dub, sittin' on
Twenty-seven years old, up for parole,
I'm up on my feet with my mind on the money
That I be makin' as I touch them streets
Things done changed on side
Remember they to thump, but now they blast, right?
But it no thang to me
Cause now I'm what they a loced ass O.G.
The homies from the hood with grip
Are the ones I get with cause I'm to set trip
Nigga, I'm bigger than you, so whatcha 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 with on my hands
I understand
How a nigga so young could 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 grip

Snoop Dogg:

Somethin' for the real O.G.'s to get
Some made our made
Now you runnin' but I'm
Like single day, really doe
You know me, I'm the smooth
Gamin'em for my
No need in be uncalm, if you pack
And learnin' just enough to keep sack tight
Late nights, I wonder what get in for?
Early mornin' on the corners, they hittin' for?
Seven G's put they serve down
In a G ride, where they swerve now
Not thinkin' what's really goin' on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they
I spent four 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 it's 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 for your mama to trip
Cause you's a hustlin' ass youngsta, clockin' your

Lil' Boy

the life of a G, I guess
The ghetto. x3

That's the of a G
That's the life of a G, I
The ghetto. x3

the life of a G. The ghetto
That's the of a G, I guess
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