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 with my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead
Murder was the that they gave me
God, I wonder 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
Ese's way deep, two in the chest
Best run brothers is droppin' quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, down goes nigga
Bouncin' off the walls, them dogs
Gettin' rep as a young hog
It ain't nothin' like the life
You better be strapped your shank
Cause no fist fight
So I I gots to handle mine
I did the crime, I gots to do my time

We run in the ghetto
We gets in the ghetto
We gets shot in the
You get stuck in the ghetto
Ghetto Boy

Dr.

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

Snoop Doggy

Somethin' for the real O.G.'s to get
Some facts our made
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?
Early mornin' on the corners, they hittin' for?
Seven G's put they serve down
In a G ride, Eastside's where swerve now
Not thinkin' about really goin' on
Got crept on, stepped on, now gone
I four years in the county
With but convicts around me
But now I'm back at the
And we expose for the youth to survive
think it's wrong but we tend to think it's right
So make all ends you can make
when you're broke, you break, check it out
So ain't no for your mama to trip
Cause a hustlin' ass youngsta, clockin' your grip

Lil' Boy

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

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

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