Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

I dedicate this to my doug strugglers
I metafy you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for y'all
Cause my niggas on tha realer
Beground these for stacking peeler
For the dealers, save back on teams
And underrestamate these who do
You get the paper and 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 and blow weed hangin' with the warden
How many niggas on the quad who giva a fuck
struggls hiting licks out the hippieclub
I'm a homie out the hood who did something
So why are you
I'm in for ten and I'll still wanted
You me homie!
Or do you try to it to the dumdums
They you niggas
And try steel were they come from
I bring the front to all my homies out
Help a homie get on his feet, and all riding
Sange, and fange in this game, but it's
Be sure that you'll the power, and that's you
Never forget the were it started
The ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts the...

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of

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I represent the southeast, of
Millenium muthafucka and kay-doo ya at
(one time) tha rockas
Cause muthafuckas being for so long
But now I'm with the innerface clik and it's on
Give a were you're from nigga
And kay-doo represtentin
nigga is a fact I've lived in it
Now look at me, y'all can't steel
For all y'all niggas talking that shit, I'm strapping
I strapp ya?
Niggas all that hot capit
Niggas packin' in fake and it happning
Will you think smacking
That road is steady packing
The home of the slangin
And car
Nigga, I acting
I was up in this bitch
From the o.p's and all to the eastwike
Even flat joe's and the lingwood is all hood
For the christ all driving 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
ghetto rich
Knowing that the steam in the book flip the
Quick to get my telephone turned on in my mama's
This ghetto is some shit thatcan beat collage,
You ain't fucking with 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, the wheels on it
A celuarphone with no on it
Get your ass on this, got to on, still want it
Baby, leen on it, and I can put the on it
You gotot a nigga lie like a singer
your baby to sleep
And turn of ring and you can catch me on banewick
Looking in a six
And some schweiz on my
Now this
You got to blow, cause to many out for mr. jackson's dope
Ya'll 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 sending me
With their laberty bell, so I can you about the half
And who got cow for riches, and bithces,
I'm bitches
I remember when I just to get beat with
And we slanged by to see my house was
Started stealing out of my mama's
Now that gone
She lives my songs
And it sure
I couldn't have treated her worse in the ghetto
And turn our into wideows
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 chance take it
I was the last mothafucka in the who thoiught I would make it
But look at me now, a six on the in greeze
from the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of