Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, of weave
dutches and a bag of
that's all a like you need
you the f**king ghetto
that Reggie Miller you push
don't be burning that Cush
you gone need Reggie bush
f**king the ghetto
moscato up my cup
run outs we don't give a
new folk get me so up
from the ghetto
so it when you in tha south
and watch what you say out your
and watch yo step cuz slippers
you in the ghetto
wife beater, nigga
slide in with some rims
flip a key and hit the
and go an get some bigger
tha hood is in the man
I'll get you in feelings man
It's s**t outside your house
with rims tha of ceiling fans
I'm the pride of King
I'm stomping through the
I can it clap clap, beat it like a bongo
cat got your
you tell that let you tongue go
wouldn't of did this s**t right
so but the song so

ghetto, country, hood,
put your up if you f**king that s**t
ghetto, ya know of busse
inch yaki, big round booties

way to hello, say I'm
fly with the
tell em it is what it is
I make it do it do
and i where i live
and my people love it too, cuz we

2

you in the in the projects
lights in yo mama's
you lock yo celly
and that's the third time yo number
transport airbrush, speakers on
pu**y huggers
high sneakers on
my feet done, too
all on the porch
you cooking in Vicki's ass
out yo boy shorts
camouflage
and diamonds on her
tatted silhouettes, cuz wet is so fu**ing ghetto
dope game, man
money, bonds man
that's how you funds man
you in the ghetto
if you make your money
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo favorite Jeezy
you are muthaf**king
hundred jeans on
price tag
but tha world yo ass
so you where them sagging
cd of the newest
and Nike's be tha of choice
paint, 24's
boosters, hoes, and licka
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
hammer laying in lap
got bitches in your bed
and robbers laying in trap
dubs on the wheela
in the headrest
and hundred dolla
cuz he was give tha head best
section eight with
eviction getting served
support, hood homes
advance on the third
bootleg
had anotha kid
Income tax
you other people's kids
more hard gold teeth, dreadlocks
you serving out tha room
oh now you call it
front, long lashes
looking for a star
now every in the ghetto
he thinkin he a rap
fully stick
out a a dummy brick
now watch him and watch him stick
you in the ghetto
pills, dro, kid,
and people you wanna know
weed bags, stores
so muthaf**in ghetto

(1X)