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 spit the
Mur-mur-ma-murderous

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

Yo.. crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm lookin like me
Stop the presses, baby girls, drop dresses
B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in
Ever since I came through, niggaz got the
everything I drop, out of the question, the guessin
hot, flows 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 crew in bottoms
The is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys him"
iron, outlandish buyin
Bentley Coupes, not braggin just the truth
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 with me
"Iceberg, Slim ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in with me
"You know him well" "by the of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck 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, Cheetah's Monday
I'm fuckin with the model chicks night at Life
So I'm cruisin in the car with this broad
She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, the doo-rag off"
Hit a ma I'm droppin you back off
of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"
Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend
Won't change for no paper plus I rich
Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been em
Women been fuckin them
You see I live for the of the street
Rap to the ruggedest
Hall closet cluttered heat
I spit murder-murder-murder
that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn
ma
We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House
Guess I'm just the old Shawn

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

I'm the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y
So it's for me to let the larceny die
see me in the streets with no bodyguards
just two big guns body your squad
Could niggaz be scheamin on me? are
Jigga's a joke nigga? Hardy har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I
Radio's gotta play me though I too much
Magazine said I'm shallow, I learned to swim
Still they put me on they cause I earn for them
Soon as I too much, watch them turn on him
cause that seem to be the that'll earn for them
I spit murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist
iller than Verbal is or O-Dog in "Menace"
I'm ill, start to finish, I rip contenders
I'm hot,

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"You know him well" "by the 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 girls fall in love me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole down"

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