Luyện nghe bài hát Little Ghetto Boy

[** feat. Malik
[Malik
You you ghetto boy, when you got a face, with a scar
And yo' aspirations 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 and she the only one he got
The hood so
You give up hope, of ever even tryin' to 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, with
They put one in the of his frontal, lobe
Like a
I'm tryin' to keep you, informed
To my little ghetto 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 of goons and gangsters
And are trained to ourselves true, to form
So we add a Shorty, a Money, a
A Lil', a Eazy, or a to our name
So all the big grab rims and hung, in the game
And a degree, of difficul-ty
To make it from the ghetto boy the man-hood
Especially when you know that yo' greens
Will help a canned, good
Can, good, and bad
In a place with plenty of off but no ex-its