Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto is a Trap

Just the other day my brother got
Its might be worse where you hang, but the where I live
I see my partners on the corner cold serving the dope
I see no dreams, instead I see fiends
When I'm on the cutter off one
For dollar I make the white folks make a hundred
And I can understand why niggaz sell
Cause every nigga got it good as the man
And white folks know that will always be dope
Because always have a kid that's starving and broke
And now they wanna try to the crack and drug dealin'
Know there will only lead to more and more killing
A nigga got a steal deal the fucking police
I dipped in my alias and tell them they don't me
For some reason they still take me in
Trying to get a nigga to do in the pen
On the motherfucking murder weapon stanking (why is that? )
Cause ghetto is a motherfucking trap

[big p]
Two got me out of the ghetto
But the ghetto is where I'm
Welcome to the ghetto, a trap
But the ghetto is I grow

Nigga as you know I'm
the funky shit that you never even heard of
Im talking 'bout the motherfucking
Where many punk get killed ho
But I don't a fuck about that g
I'm rolling with a sick ass pops
I met a kingpin he want a ki
I know he was the motherfucking police
I said fuck and him in his knees
And got cross the street in some trees
I started laughing saying, "damn, he slacked up."
did I know they 50 done had backup
All I was freeze
With three bullets to my back I to my knees
I screaming and crying
Everythang getting black, yo I'm
All I remember
I always catch a bullet from a gang member
The the came, paramedics asking me my motherfucking name
I almost choked
With six fuckin' doctors tubes down my throat
But through all of that I it
Why I wanna I live man, I I'm crazy
Now I'm going to the pen, but I don't give a fuck ill be out in 10
All that shit cause I'm tired of eating
The ghetto is a

[big p]
Two got me out of the ghetto
But the is where I'm from
Welcome to the ghetto, a trap
But the is where I grow

p]
Boom, boom, and I'm a gonner
But I'm tripping on cause 50 is right round the corner
And mama say boy pray, better be glad it wasn't you got blew away
Killed in the dope game, ill probably craft on life
In the motherfucking dice game, in the game of life it has 1 rule
Watch your ass, your money, don't be a fool
And don't fuck with a bitch, cause if you fuck with a broke
Bitch they get you in the fucking
So you can play the of a dummy
Think a like you when a bitch really like your money
Now that don't mean shit
You better sleep with one eye open, and keep you on the fucking
Trigger, or go out like jack, jack died in the
And jill got another fucking nigga
Or you can go out a clucker, and end up six feet deep motherfucker
And to what I say cause in the ghetto somebody else gets blowed
Away, cause that has no age, out dope fiends on the
Motherfucking rage, so I refuse to be not strapped
When I walk the ghetto, knowing the ghetto is a trap.