Luyện nghe bài hát So Ghetto

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How we do
Primo,
History in the
go

Uhh,
Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh
I the murder-murder-murderous
Mur-mur-ma-murderous

I keep the
beat, feel me? Uhh
I spit Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook
Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh,

Yo.. career crook, nobody rap like me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin me
Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your
B-K lick a for Big Pop' in heaven
Ever since I through, niggaz got the impression
I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin
it's hot, provin I pack cause my dough's movin
My whole up in this muh'fucker
We corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a black a long time
I put your in hard bottoms
The is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys him"
Brandish iron, outlandish
Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the
We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go
Back up in D&D on this track, listen

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"Iceberg, baby ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls in love with me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"You can love me or me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, girls fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the block down"

Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday
I'm fuckin with the model chicks Friday night at
So I'm cruisin in the car with boozy broad
She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, the doo-rag off"
Hit a U-turn; ma I'm droppin you off
Front of the club, "Jigga why you do for?"
Thug nigga til the end, a friend bitch
Won't for no paper plus I been rich
Eighty-eight hustlin, linen been crushin em
Women been fuckin them
You see I live for the of the street
Rap to the beats
Hall closet cluttered with
I spit murder-murder-murder
Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit
ma
We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the House lawn
I'm just the same old Shawn

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, baby ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks wanna fuck with me
"You can me or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the block down"

I'm from the
So hard for me to let the larceny die
Niggaz see me in the streets no bodyguards
just two big guns body your squad
Could be scheamin on me? Probably are
Jigga's a joke nigga? Hardy har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I
Radio's gotta me though I cuss too much
Magazine said I'm shallow, I never to swim
Still they put me on they cover I earn for them
Soon as I too much, watch them turn on him
that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them
I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a
iller than Verbal Kint is or in "Menace"
I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart
I'm hot,

I'm so gangsta chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't fuck with me
"You can me or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the block down"

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me, uhh
I'm so gutter, girls
Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh),
Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, me, yeah, beyotch, yeah
Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz,
Brooklyn,