Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what they don't know show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our be close captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
Just at me
all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
your essence
Born less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, Who's
At last, I'm loungin black
back, countin double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life when
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the when ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a funny thing i realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we a coastal
beef but even tho we were thru our drama i would
never wish death on nobody cuz there no comin bac