Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

Compton, South Central,
Long Beach, Inglewood, L.A.
West for life
Live and die for this

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

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

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

You could catch me in the middle of the
Slapboxin' with my Porky
And as I you down my memory lane
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days, let 'em know

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

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

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

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

Crenshaw was crackin', that 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 eatin' 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 down on the
'bout my first piece of ****, yeah

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

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

left me out in the cold
Worse that my man took five shots and he ain't lose 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 don't out liquor
We just poke our chest out and say, "We y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, walked to school in
Argued who was the best MC, Ice Cube or

Damn, I miss my ghetto
Whether it was Coca-Cola or straight coke we a way
Hey, and the memories of Eazy and
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 '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

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and
All my **** to laugh 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 down got nothin' but for ya
strong, 'cause we know it ain't easy
Come home, we miss you on the streets

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

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 reminiscin' 'bout my days
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 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