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

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

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

it out

(verse 1)
My life has been like gun blast every
Stop the car, down with a flashlight
"where's the gun? where's the "
The drive-by last they try to pin, there's no hope
Wishin' I the victim, better yet the suspect
Waitin to run a warrant
"what set you what side of town?
like you must be ready to get down"
Hold up now, cause I to speak my mind
I the place of the ride and what time
"speak mind one more time, you're through"
found a bullet that I stashed in my shoe
Fuck, now gon' tear up the car
Try to lock me in a cell that's as as a jar
But the way it's goin' down, the gang story's told
Tomorrow be the same episode

Chorus...

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

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

Chorus...

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

Chorus...

one time, check it out
two times, check it out
Compton one time,
two times, bitch