Luyện nghe bài hát Little Ghetto Boy

[** feat. Yusef:]
Yusef:]
You know you ghetto boy, when you got a face, with a
And yo' highest is a place, and a car
pull out and bussssst, like a money 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 to find a sunny, spot-
-light, they caught him at the
-light, but if he would'a run that
he could'a, run the globe
But instead, speed
They put one in the of his frontal, lobe
Like a
I'm just to keep you, informed
To my little ghetto soldiers in they,
Green, red, and blue - chuuch!
But I'm feeling like the monk
So I pull me a Thelonius and blew, the horn
And we don the monikers of and gangsters
And are trained to conduct true, to form
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 from the ghetto boy into the
Especially when you know that yo' greens
Will eliminated a canned, good
Can, good, and bad
In a with plenty of off ramps but no ex-its