Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Days

Yeah,

Compton, Central, Watts
Long Beach, Inglewood, L.A.
West Coast for
Live and die for this

Yeah, when I was young livin' on the run
11 old, real life, no goals
Sneakin' sips in the cut
I'm takin' lil' in the cut

Before they even me Kurupt
down the blocks I'ma tell you how I grew up
I was always in the mix, too young for
Ty, tell 'em that Watts experience

In Watts, a **** wait for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, free your mind
We stay fallin' off ice cream trucks
All my nickel-baggin' it, hustlin' bucks

You could me in the middle of the street
Slapboxin' my **** Porky
And as I take you down my memory
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days, let 'em

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

I ain't change ****, I'm just
**** broke **** I'm filthy
Got a with me holla at me, I'll be back in six months
I'm on the road gettin' my up

And I remember all the young soldiers in the hood tryin' to gang
a nickel bag screamin' money ain't a thing
For real, I know exactly how y'all
I'm reppin' and brown pride, Westside 'til I die, c'mon

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
Couple older, 14 smokin' and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle Jam's army, the old love me
I'm just gettin' up in the game, the gang [Incomprehensible]

Crenshaw was crackin', doin' they got Schwinns
On Sundays watchin' all the big spin
I want Dana's, that's all I see
That's like the Army, with you all you could be, I reminisce

I used to love polly seeds and chico sticks
Watch me jump up in the to play, hide-go-get-it, I'm wit it
And all them hoodrats used to hold us on the block
Reminiscin' 'bout my first of ****, yeah

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

is, I ran away when I was 5 years old
Ran 'til my And-1's had holes in the
I had silk shirts, two pair of Girbauds
Spent the night at Boo's house, we was his clothes

left me out in the cold
Worse than that my man took five shots and he ain't his soul
I was livin' a blind man's vision
And no how hard I tried, I could never see prison

And to all my dead homies, we pour out liquor
We poke our chest out and say, "We miss y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, to school in groups
Argued who was the best MC, Ice Cube or

Damn, I my ghetto days
it was Coca-Cola or straight coke we found a way
Hey, and the of Eazy and 'Pac
California, we all we got, we got, we got

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and
All my used to laugh at me
But now, I'm on top of my
But now, and ain't a damn changed

From ghetto to Coca-Cola
All my people locked down got but love for ya
Stay strong, we know it ain't easy
Come home, 'cause we you on the streets

Listen, sweet ladies, how you gonna act that?
It's baby boy, holla back, back
So let me you down my memory lane
Reminiscin' my ghetto days, ohh girl

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days