Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

I dedicate this to my world strugglers
I hope you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for niggas
Cause your my niggas on tha
Beground these streets for stacking
For the dealers, save back on your
And underrestamate with who do
You get the and then get of the street
Ya'll remember, you'll never the money and the dope to me
I wont give a shee to a nigga starvin
So we can fluss and blow weed hangin' with the
How many niggas on the quad who don't giva a
Survivin struggls hiting licks out the
I'm just a homie out the hood who did
So why are you
I'm in for ten and I'll still wanted
You me homie!
Or do you try to tell it to the
call you niggas
And try steel were they come from
I bring the to all my homies out riding
Help a homie get on his feet, and all riding
Sange, and fange in this game, but true
Be sure that you'll respecting the power, and you
forget the neighbourhood were it started
The ghette eight is my hood and my hearts with the...

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of

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I represent the southeast, of
muthafucka and kay-doo were ya at
(one time) tha rockas
Cause being talkin' for so long
But now I'm down with the innerface and it's on
Give a fuck were you're nigga
And kay-doo represtentin
That nigga is a fact lived in it
Now at me, y'all can't steel rabbit
For all y'all talking that shit, I'm still strapping
Will I ya?
Niggas all that hot capit
Niggas packin' in and it ain't happning
Will you think smacking
That yellow road is packing
The home of the ghetto
And car
Nigga, I acting
I was brought up in this
From the o.p's and all down to the
Even flat joe's and even the lingwood is all
For the christ your all is all hood
The

I get out of here

Ice
I got it up to my ghetto niggas
In the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem ghetto
Geting ghetto
Knowing the steam in the book flip the gang
Quick to get my telephone turned on in my name
This ghetto slang is shit thatcan beat collage,
You ain't fucking with this hustla street knolledge
9 to 5
fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the
I'm making dollars out of fifty
Got the big body benz, the wheels on it
A celuarphone no bills on it
Get ass on this, got to fill on, still want it
Baby, on it, and I can put the kill on it
You gotot strap a nigga lie a singer
Puting your to sleep
And of your ring and you can catch me on banewick
Looking in a six
And some schweiz on my
Now picture
You got to blow, to many niggas out for mr. jackson's dope
niggas got to go, to the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of

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Deathwall is the
the mic be light
As as shipp advice to my homies who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep me mail
With their laberty bell, so I can tell you about the
And who got cow for riches, and bithces,
I'm bitches
I remember when I just to get with extensioncars
And we by to see were my house was
Started stealing out of my perce
Now that gone
She lives thrue my
And it sure
I couldn't treated her worse then in the ghetto
And our womens into wideows
Sick to see my homie that I ain't with, trade with, 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 last mothafucka in the world who thoiught I make it
But look at me now, a six on the in greeze
Check the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I get out of here