Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

Talking bout the ghetto funky funky
to survive, trying to stay alive

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Even though the are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in mouths
Old buddies not doing it right
Every day the same
And it's the same every
I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd that fool
If he played me close and to test my cool
day I wonder just how I'll die
Only thing I is how to survive
There's only one rule in the world
And that's to care of you, only you and yours
dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then don't pay
Black man tried to break into my house
Thought he got off early time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like
I get a lot of so I'm giving it back to the

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So just the game and don't call it crap
'Cause to me, is one hard rap
Even though my sister crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain't changed
600 Million on a footbal
And her baby dies just like a fiend
The story I is so incomplete
Five in the house and no food to eat
Don't look at me and ask me why
Mama's next getting high
Even though she's got five mouths to
She's rather spend her on a h-i-t
I always tell the truth things like this
I wonder if the mayor that list
Instead of adding to the task force some help
Waiting on him I'd better help
Housing and the O.P.D
All guns just to handle me in the

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Even though put us down and call us animals
We make big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make to stars
Never really saying who we are
We use names like too $hort
Sell you stuff you kill for
Young kids grow up and that's all know
Didn't teach him in now he's slangin dope
Only thing he is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he
In the ghetto, you one eye open
All day long, just and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too
Then the problems of you'll be throwing up
me, but you don't see
Ten years from now, will you be?

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So much game in a too rap
Blacks can't be and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like else?
All you do is just be yourself
all the same color underneath
Short in the house you'd better listen to me
Never be ashamed of you are
Proud to be stand tall at heart
Even though people give you no respect
Be intelligent, you put em in check
Cause you're ignorant, you get treated that way
And when throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't listen not my fault
I'll be getting paid while you'll be paying the
in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my try to get out

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