Luyện nghe bài hát So Ghetto

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How we do
Primo,
in the making
go

Uhh,
Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh
I spit the
SHIT

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

Yo.. career crook, rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back like me
Stop the presses, girls, drop your dresses
B-K a shot for Big Pop' in heaven
Ever since I came through, got the impression
I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin
it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's
My whole crew up in muh'fucker
We spray corners, stand there like you got a on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a suit a long time
I put crew in hard bottoms
The is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin to but them boys shot him"
iron, outlandish buyin
Bentley Coupes, not braggin just the truth
We all the ghetto, only difference, we go back
Back up in D&D on this track, listen

I'm so prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby rims"
I'm so gutter, girls fall in love with 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 love me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole down"

Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Monday night
I'm fuckin with the model chicks night at Life
So I'm cruisin in the car this boozy broad
She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, the doo-rag off"
Hit a U-turn; ma I'm you back off
of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"
Thug nigga til the end, tell a bitch
Won't change for no plus I been rich
Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been em
Women been fuckin them
You see I for the love of the street
Rap to the ruggedest
closet cluttered with heat
I spit murder-murder-murder
that shit
ma
We tote to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn
Guess I'm the same old Shawn

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"Iceberg, Slim baby rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in with me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta chicks don't wanna 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 the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y
So it's for me to let the larceny die
Niggaz see me in the streets with no
just two big guns body your squad
niggaz be scheamin on me? Probably are
Think a joke nigga? Hardy har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I
gotta play me though I cuss too much
Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to
Still they put me on they cover cause I earn for
Soon as I sell too much, watch turn on him
cause that seem to be the shit earn for them
I spit that murder-murder-murderous a verbalist
iller than Kint is or O-Dog in "Menace"
I'm ill, start to finish, I rip contenders
I'm hot,

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

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