Luyện nghe bài hát Uplift

Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the level
Wish was a rebel with cerebral metal
Inflex the bezzle with the to the metal
In a thug's paradise love have a price
So we love for life like thugs the night
They sell drugs for ice for the with bug lights
Some hug mics to the world, hung like
The lethal, the mics lead you
A preview, watch what we do and what the hood teach you
I still see through the eye of a
So I can watch people cause backwards is evil

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

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

We all should, from the woods to the big and the small hood
Everybody should be welcome to the if we all could
But we fall cause we brawl, yo it ain't all
We need to play right, stay tight with ya air
Keep your game tight, no to play trife
Get cheese from the to the late night
And it's shouldn't take death to appreciate
Before a lot parish, we got to cherish if let us
Let's give prop and merits till the block
In metropolis, stay on top of this
You know what the prophet is, be

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

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