Luyện nghe bài hát Uplift

Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the next
Wish they was a rebel cerebral metal
the bezzle with the peddle to the metal
In a paradise where love have a price
So we love for life like thugs the night
They sell drugs for ice for the Benz bug lights
Some hug mics to the world, hung like
The likes lethal, the lead you
A sneak preview, watch what we do and what the teach you
I still see through the eye of a
So I can watch people cause slug 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 plush and clutch chips and touch chicks
Flont rocks like Fort Knox and hog
Taunt cops with more and we want not
Panhandling with your and them
Scrambling, gambling, to win
While the cops em, thieves flock em
watch em, traders wanna top em
Ay yo the problem
Before the narcs knock em opposite playas to rob em
The ghetto got em, my man it's rough at the bottom

Ghetto alert, do whatever work to get rid of the curse
We went from 1st to America's
On this competitive turf, now inherit the earth
more prize for one another, and call shots
12 00 Til the next ball
All year around plus 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 of the street'll be celly
nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money
And earn and watch the century turn 20

We all should, from the woods to the big and the small hood
should be welcome to the ball if we all could
But we cause we brawl, yo it ain't all good
We need to play right, stay with ya air alight
Keep your game tight, no to play trife
Get cheese the daylight to the late night
And it's shouldn't take death to life
Before a lot parish, we got to if Allah 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 lurkin, while we kept our dreads working
Connect set for certain, total
chance to advance and stash grands
If you have to have fam and mad land
Own shine, condone or hold 9s
I what the problem is, killing our own kind
To my flame throwers, sober, remain soldiers
Stay sane so these pretty dames can us
Terror terrain and Range Rovers so the train goers
Claim your fame, maintain, till game's over

Ghetto alert, do whatever work to get rid of the curse
We from 1st to America's worst
On this turf, now let's inherit the earth
There's more prize for one another, and call
12 00 Til the next drop
All year around they shuffle 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
nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money
And earn money and the century turn 20