Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

I dedicate to my world doug strugglers
I hope metafy you with peace and all
I'm busting, for niggas
your my niggas on tha realer
Beground these for stacking peeler
For the dealers, save on your teams
And underrestamate with who do
You get the paper and then get of the
Ya'll remember, never give the money and the dope to me
Cause I wont a shee to a nigga starvin
So we can and blow weed hangin' with the warden
How many niggas on the quad who don't 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 still wanted
You me homie!
Or do you try to it to the dumdums
They you niggas
And niggas try steel were they from
I bring the to all my homies out riding
Help a get on his feet, and we'll all riding
Sange, and fange in game, but it's true
Be sure that respecting the power, and that's you
Never forget the neighbourhood it started
The ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts the...

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Ghetto.
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I the southeast, of southeast
muthafucka and kay-doo were ya at
(one time) bring tha
Cause muthafuckas being talkin' for so
But now I'm with the innerface clik and it's on
Give a fuck were you're from
And always represtentin
That nigga is a fact lived in it
Now at me, y'all can't steel rabbit
For all y'all niggas talking that shit, I'm strapping
I strapp ya?
Niggas with all hot capit
Niggas packin' in fake and it happning
you think we're smacking
That yellow is steady packing
The of the ghetto slangin
And car
Nigga, I acting
I was brought up in bitch
From the o.p's and all to the eastwike
Even joe's and even the lingwood is all hood
For the christ all driving is all hood
The

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I got it up to my ghetto niggas
In the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem licks
Geting rich
Knowing that the steam in the flip the gang
Quick to get my telephone turned on in my mama's
This slang is some shit thatcan beat collage,
You fucking with this hustla with street knolledge
9 to 5
Still twenties on the side
Try to get by the
I'm making dollars out of fifty
Got the big body benz, with the on it
A celuarphone with no on it
Get your ass on this, got to fill on, want it
Baby, on it, and I can put the kill on it
You gotot strap a 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. jackson's
niggas got to go, to the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
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I can't get out of

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Deathwall is the
the mic be light
As twice as shipp advice to my homies who me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but keep sending me mail
their laberty bell, so I can tell you about the half
And who got cow for riches, and bithces,
I'm making
I remember when I just to get with extensioncars
And we slanged by to see were my was
Started out of my mama's perce
Now she's gone
She lives my songs
And it hurts
I couldn't treated her worse then in the ghetto
And turn our womens wideows
Sick to see my that I ain't with, trade with, payed with, laughed with
in a casket.
To my we can reach the top
But you got a to get of the pop
If you see your chance baby it
I was the mothafucka in the world who thoiught I would make it
But at me now, a six on the beach in greeze
Check from the muthafucka of the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



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