Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

I dedicate this to my world doug
I hope you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for niggas
Cause my niggas on tha realer
Beground streets for stacking peeler
For the dealers, back on your teams
And underrestamate these who do
You get the paper and then get of the
remember, you'll never give the money and the dope to me
Cause I wont give a to a nigga starvin
So we can fluss and blow hangin' with the warden
How many niggas on the who don't giva a fuck
Survivin struggls licks out the hippieclub
I'm just a homie out the hood who did
So why are you
I'm in for ten years and I'll still
You me homie!
Or do you try to it to the dumdums
They you niggas
And niggas try steel they come from
I bring the front to all my out riding
a homie get on his feet, and we'll all riding
Sange, and fange in game, but it's true
Be sure you'll respecting the power, and that's you
Never forget the neighbourhood it started
The south eight is my hood and my hearts with the...

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of

d:
I represent the southeast, of
Millenium and kay-doo were ya at
(one time) tha rockas
muthafuckas being talkin' for so long
But now I'm down with the innerface and it's on
Give a fuck were you're from
And kay-doo represtentin
That is a fact I've lived in it
Now look at me, y'all steel rabbit
For all y'all talking that shit, I'm still strapping
Will I ya?
Niggas with all that hot
packin' in fake and it ain't happning
Will you we're smacking
That yellow is steady packing
The of the ghetto slangin
And car
Nigga, I ain't
I was brought up in bitch
the o.p's and all down to the eastwike
Even flat joe's and the lingwood is all hood
For the christ your all driving is all
The

I get out of here

Ice
I got it up to my ghetto niggas
In the ghetto, bitch, forthem ghetto licks
ghetto rich
Knowing that the in the book flip the gang
to get my telephone turned on in my mama's name
This ghetto slang is shit thatcan beat collage,
You ain't fucking with this hustla with knolledge
9 to 5
Still twenties on the side
Try to get by the
I'm making out of fifty cents
Got the big benz, with the wheels on it
A with no bills on it
Get your ass on this, got to fill on, still it
Baby, leen on it, and I can put the on it
You strap a nigga lie like a singer
your baby to sleep
And of your ring and you can catch me on banewick
Looking in a six
And schweiz on my wrist
Now this
You got to blow, cause to many niggas out for mr. dope
Ya'll niggas got to go, to the

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of



I can't get out of

d
Deathwall is the
the mic be light
As twice as shipp to my homies who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but keep sending me mail
With their laberty bell, so I can tell you about the
And who got cow for riches, and bithces,
I'm making
I when I just to get beat with extensioncars
And we slanged by to see were my was
Started stealing out of my mama's
Now that gone
She lives thrue my
And it hurts
I couldn't have treated her then in the ghetto
And turn our womens into
Sick to see my homie that I with, trade with, payed with, laughed with
in a casket.
To my pumps we can the top
But you got a to get of the pop
If you see your baby take it
I was the last mothafucka in the world who thoiught I make it
But at me now, a six on the beach in greeze
Check the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I get out of here