Luyện nghe bài hát Little Ghetto Boy

[** feat. Yusef:]
Yusef:]
You know you boy, when you got a face, with a scar
And yo' aspirations is a place, and a car
Shorties pull out and bussssst, like a shot
Now he on the run, he hot
And he hurtin' his Granny and she the one he got
The hood so
You give up hope, of ever even tryin' to a sunny, spot-
-light, they him at the stop-
-light, but if he would'a run that
he could'a, run the globe
But instead, with
put one in the middle of his frontal, lobe
Like a
I'm tryin' to keep you, informed
To my ghetto soldiers in they, gold
Green, red, and uni-forms - chuuch!
But I'm feeling like the monk
So I me a Thelonius Monk and blew, the horn
And we don the monikers of goons and
And are trained to conduct ourselves true, to
So we add a Shorty, a Money, a
A Lil', a Eazy, or a to our name
So all the big ballers rims and hung, in the game
And there's a degree, of
To make it the ghetto boy into the man-hood
Especially when you know yo' fresh greens
help eliminated a canned, good
Can, good, and bad
In a place with plenty of off but no ex-its