Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
People look at you like youse the
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha
But they don't know about your day
Baby on the way mad 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, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
of actions be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young male
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you then you can achieve
Just at me
all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the seeds follow me
protect your
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And he start to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was

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

(talking) It's a thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our drama i
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac