Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto is a Trap

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

ed/master p]
Two marks got me out of the
But the is where I'm from
to the ghetto, it's a trap
But the is where I grow

Nigga as you I'm c-murder
Kicking the funky shit that you never even of
Im talking the motherfucking ghetto
many punk bitches get killed ho
But I don't a fuck about that g
Cause I'm rolling a sick ass pops
I met a said he want a ki
I didn't know he was the motherfucking
I said and kicked him in his knees
And got away cross the street in some
I laughing saying, "damn, he done slacked up."
Little did I know 50 done had backup
All I heard was
With bullets to my back I feel to my knees
I screaming and crying
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 motherfucking
Damn I choked
With six fuckin' doctors sticking tubes down my
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 a fuck cause ill be out in 10
All that shit cause I'm tired of eating
The is a trap

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

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