Luyện nghe bài hát Uplift

Yeah, just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the next level
Wish they was a rebel cerebral metal
Inflex the bezzle with the peddle to the
In a paradise where love have a price
So we love for life thugs love the night
They sell for ice for the Benz with bug lights
hug mics to the world, hung like parasites
The likes lethal, the mics you
A sneak preview, watch what we do and the hood teach you
I still see through the eye of a
So I can watch people slug backwards is evil

Yo, what's this? Yo bust this. Yo time to up lift
They all we do is bust clips and puff splifs
And whips and clutch chips and touch chicks
Flont rocks like Fort Knox and hog
Taunt cops with props and we want not
Panhandling your mans and them
Scrambling, gambling, to win
While the cops clock em, flock em
watch em, traders wanna top em
Ay yo what's the
Before the narcs knock em playas plot to rob em
The ghetto got em, my man said it's at the bottom

Ghetto alert, do whatever work to get rid of the curse
We went from 1st to worst
On this competitive turf, now let's the earth
There's more for one another, and call shots
12 00 Til the next drop
All year around plus shuffle non stop
You think it's rough at the bottom, it's rougher on top
My peeps have to reach and turn for me
And everybody's of the street'll be celly
Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn
And earn money and watch the century 20

We all should, from the to the big city and the small hood
should be welcome to the ball if we all could
But we fall cause we brawl, yo it all good
We need to play right, stay tight with ya air
Keep your game tight, no need to trife
Get cheese from the to the late night
And it's take death to appreciate life
Before a lot parish, we got to cherish if let us
Let's give prop and merits till the flourish
In metropolis, stay on top of this
You know what the is, be prosperous

Now we
Respect the person, it'll be less hurting
Or left lurkin, while we kept our dreads
set for certain, total networking
Last chance to advance and grands
If you have to have fam and mad land
Own shine, condone crime or 9s
I know what the is, killing our own kind
To my flame throwers, train sober, soldiers
sane so these pretty dames can hold us
Terror terrain rollers and Rovers so the train goers
Claim your fame, maintain, till your game's

Ghetto alert, let's do whatever to get rid of the curse
We from 1st to America's worst
On this competitive turf, now let's inherit the
more prize for one another, and call shots
12 00 Til the next ball
All year around plus shuffle non stop
You think rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on top
My gonna have to reach and turn for me
And side of the street'll be celly
Ain't nothing funny, plenty and burn money
And money and watch the century turn 20