Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Days

Yeah,

Compton, Central, Watts
Beach, Inglewood, East L.A.
West for life
and die for this shit

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

Before even called me Kurupt
Ridin' down the I'ma tell you how I grew up
I was in the mix, too young for sticks
Ty, 'em 'bout that Watts experience

In Watts, a **** couldn't for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, free your mind
We fallin' off them 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' 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 ghetto

I change ****, I'm just busy
**** bein' broke **** I'm
Got a problem with me holla at me, I'll be back in six
I'm on the gettin' my money up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And to all my dead homies, we don't out liquor
We just our chest out and say, "We miss y'all ****"
We scared of gang-bangers, walked to school in groups
who was the best MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

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

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 reminiscin' 'bout my days

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

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

Listen, ladies, how you gonna act like that?
your baby boy, holla back, back
So let me take you down my lane
Reminiscin' 'bout my days, ohh girl

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

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