Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
People at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they know 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 remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
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
Then I figured out licks for twenty down South
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to fatal
Pictures of be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
and heart be a nigga culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, countin double digit 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 life ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

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