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 projects where I
I see my on the corner cold serving the dope fiends
I see no dreams, I see more fiends
When I'm on the off than one
For every dollar I make the white make a hundred
And I can understand why sell cain
Cause nigga got it good as the next man
And white folks know there will always be dope
Because they always have a kid that's and broke
And now wanna try to seize 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 in my alias and tell them they don't know me
For some strange reason they still me in
to get a nigga to do time in the pen
On the motherfucking murder stanking identity (why is that? )
Cause they is a motherfucking trap

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

Nigga as you know I'm
Kicking the funky shit that you never heard of
Im talking 'bout the ghetto
Where many bitches get killed ho
But I don't a fuck about that g
Cause I'm rolling with a sick ass
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 away cross the street in some
I started laughing saying, "damn, he slacked up."
Little did I they 50 done had backup
All I heard was
With three bullets to my I feel to my knees
I started screaming and
Everythang black, yo I'm dying
All I remember
Thought I always catch a bullet a gang member
The the ambulance came, paramedics asking me my name
I almost choked
With six fuckin' doctors tubes down my throat
But through all of I made it
Why I wanna I man, I think I'm crazy
Now I'm going to the pen, but I give a fuck cause ill be out in 10
All that cause I'm tired of eating scraps
The is a trap

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

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Boom, boom, boom and I'm a
But I'm tripping on life cause 50 is round the corner
And mama say boy pray, better be glad it you that 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 fuck with a broke bitch, cause if you fuck with a broke
Bitch they get you in the ditch
So you can the roll of a dummy
Think a bitch like you when a bitch really like money
Now that don't shit nigga
You better sleep with one eye open, and you finger on the fucking
Trigger, or go out like jack, died in the projects
And jill got another fucking black
Or you can go out a clucker, and end up six feet deep motherfucker
And listen to I say cause in the ghetto somebody else gets blowed
Away, that has no age, smoked out dope fiends on the
Motherfucking rage, so I to be caught not strapped
When I into the ghetto, knowing the ghetto is a trap.