Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Dayz

Yeah,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

Damn, I my ghetto days
Whether it was or straight coke we found 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 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

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

From ghetto superstar to
All my people locked down got nothin' but for ya
Stay strong, we know it ain't easy
Come home, we miss you on the streets

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

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