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 the murder-murder-murderous
SHIT

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

Yo.. career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin me
Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your
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
it's hot, flows I pack cause my dough's movin
My crew up in this muh'fucker
We spray corners, stand there like you got a on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a black suit a long
I put your crew in hard
The is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin to nobody but boys shot him"
Brandish iron, buyin
Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth
We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go
up in D&D on this Primo track, listen

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't fuck with me
"Iceberg, baby ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the 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, Cheetah's night
I'm fuckin with the model chicks night at Life
So I'm in the car with this boozy broad
She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, take the 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 change for no paper plus I been
Eighty-eight hustlin, linen been crushin em
Women been them HUH?
You see I live for the love of the
Rap to the ruggedest
Hall closet with heat
I spit that
that shit
ma
We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop on the White House lawn
Guess I'm just the old Shawn

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't 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 chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me or me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the block down"

I'm the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y
So hard for me to let the larceny die
Niggaz see me in the streets with no
just two big guns that'll body squad
Could be scheamin on me? Probably are
Think Jigga's a joke nigga? har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every I bust
Radio's gotta me though I cuss too much
Magazine I'm shallow, I never learned to swim
Still put me on they cover cause I earn for them
Soon as I sell too much, watch them on him
cause that seem to be the shit that'll for them
I spit that murder-murder-murderous everytime a
than Verbal Kint 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 in love with me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me or me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"Roc-a-Fella the whole block down"

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna 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,