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
SHIT

I the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta
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
the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses
B-K lick a shot for Big in heaven
Ever I came through, niggaz got the impression
everything I drop, out of the question, the guessin
it's hot, flows provin I 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 shot him"
iron, outlandish buyin
Bentley Coupes, not braggin just the truth
We all the ghetto, only difference, we go back
up in D&D on this Primo track, listen

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"Iceberg, Slim 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 wanna fuck with me
"You can me or hate 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 night
I'm with the model chicks Friday night at Life
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 you back off
of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"
Thug nigga til the end, a friend bitch
Won't change for no paper I been rich
Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen crushin em
Women been fuckin them
You see I live for the of the street
Rap to the ruggedest
Hall cluttered with heat
I that murder-murder-murder
Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit
ma
We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop on the White House lawn
Guess I'm the same old Shawn

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

I'm from the
So it's hard for me to let the die
Niggaz see me in the streets with no
just two big guns body your squad
Could niggaz be on me? Probably are
Think Jigga's a joke Hardy har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every I bust
Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too
Magazine I'm shallow, I never learned 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 that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist
than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in "Menace"
I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart
I'm hot,

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna with me
"Iceberg, Slim ride 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 in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the 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, me, yeah, beyotch, yeah
Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz,
Brooklyn,