Luyện nghe bài hát Once Upon a Time N' The Ghetto

You how the fuck we do it
It's thug
Y'all me?
C'mon,

Hey...
Once upon a time in the you're stuck
In the you're fucked
Ah - press your
I said once upon a in the ghetto
through
Once a time in the ghetto
like you

it out

(verse 1)
My life has been like gun blast night
Stop the car, searched down a flashlight
"where's the where's the dope? "
The drive-by week they try to pin, there's no hope
I wasn't the victim, better yet the suspect
Waitin to run a warrant
"what set you from? what side of
Nigga like you must be to get down"
Hold up now, cause I start to my mind
I question the place of the ride and what
"speak your mind one more time, through"
They found a bullet that I stashed in my
Fuck, now they tear up the car
Try to lock me in a that's as tight as a jar
But that's the way it's goin' down, the story's told
Tomorrow might be the same

Chorus...

Once upon a time n' the ghetto through
Once upon a n' the ghetto I'm like you
upon a time n' the ghetto you're stuck
In the ghetto you're
Ah - press luck
I said...

(verse 2)
Y'all can me, see how gangstas walk
Real killas spit the strap and don't
Set trip, at night, we stalk
Yellow tape, outlined in the chalk
I keeps my close
Last night a life straight turn to ghost
My position is to roll through
Keeps watch on the one down the block
You hear the click the bang-bang, then you stop
Try to run, but the chest burn you drop
My and criminals through hard time
I for y'all niggas, pop goes my nine
I do the crime, the is mine
Look around the clockwork, it ain't to find
Any block, ward or burrough, you know I speak
Your clients all the street if yo' product is weak

Chorus...

(verse 3)
Y'all fools come up short on the work and try to us
Cold niggas, cold-ass world, the heaters
Burn you bitch-ass niggas, you beat us
Another life lost, you never defeat us
Gun smoke's the outcome I
down, never that, nickel slick
Try to a nigga for dollars, "holla holla"
Is the sound you make for cuttin' off the cake
Fake niggas, I yo' face, niggas
Seal your fate, no safety on the
Ditches for the bodies I dump I dig
Puttin mo' dick to ya dirk diggler
Static cling, bust straps, you ring
day, the sad songs to sing
Nigga shoulda known by now mines
now or charriots will swing

Chorus...

Hoo-bangin' one time, it out
Hoo-bangin' two times, it out
Compton one time,
two times, bitch