Luyện nghe bài hát Little Ghetto Boy

[** feat. Malik
[Malik
You know you ghetto boy, when you got a face, a scar
And yo' aspirations is a place, and a car
Shorties 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 him at the stop-
-light, but if he run that yellow
he could'a, run the globe
But instead, speed
They put one in the middle of his frontal,
Like a
I'm just tryin' to keep you,
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 Monk and blew, the
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 Young to our
So all the big ballers grab rims and hung, in the
And there's a degree, of
To make it from the ghetto boy into the
Especially you know that yo' fresh greens
Will eliminated a canned, good
Can, good, and bad
In a place with of off ramps but no ex-its