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
Cause your my niggas on tha
Beground these streets for peeler
For the dealers, save on your teams
And underrestamate with who do
You get the and then get of the street
Ya'll remember, you'll never give the money and the to me
Cause I wont a shee to a nigga starvin
So we can fluss and blow weed with the warden
How niggas on the quad who don't giva a fuck
Survivin struggls hiting out the hippieclub
I'm a homie out the hood who did something
So why are you
I'm in for ten years and I'll wanted
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 homies out
Help a get on his feet, and we'll all riding
Sange, and fange in game, but it's true
Be that you'll respecting the power, and that's you
Never forget the neighbourhood it started
The ghette eight is my hood and my hearts with the...

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of



I can't get out of

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

I get out of here

Ice
I got give it up to my niggas
In the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem licks
ghetto rich
Knowing that the steam in the book flip the
Quick to get my turned on in my mama's name
This slang is some shit thatcan beat collage,
You ain't fucking with this with street knolledge
9 to 5
Still fliping 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 celuarphone no bills on it
Get your ass on this, got to fill on, still it
Baby, on it, and I can put the kill on it
You gotot a nigga lie like a singer
Puting baby to sleep
And turn of your ring and you can me on banewick
sick in a six
And some schweiz on my
Now picture
You got to blow, cause to 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 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 remember when I just to get beat with
And we slanged by to see were my was
Started stealing out of my perce
Now that gone
She lives thrue my
And it hurts
I couldn't have treated her worse in the ghetto
And turn our womens wideows
to see my homie 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 last 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



I get out of here