Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Fabulous

Artist: Ras featuring Dr. Dre, Ice-T, Mack 10
[Ice-T] I got but I can't stop no ocean liner baby!
[Ras] I'm down you baby, I'm there
[Ice-T] Man don't this it's gonna be FABULOUS
...
We ghetto fabulous baby
The best food, drink, and women money can buy

Verse Ras Kass

day of my life is off the ringer
That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on Springer
I got the hottest to hit the street since lava
so holla, we all hustle for dollars
From Sac to Houston, New to D.C.
*girls to beep beep
Bangin, catch me with a dimepiece to me
My Body all over Body like LSG
Neighborhood with the keys to my city like the mayor
Rookies askin us how to be a
Get in where you fit in, and get your ghetto pass revoked
No matter how much money you
Stay to the game loc, guest list terror clothes
in and tennis shoes, breakin your strict dress codes
lyrical bricks, thirteen deep
so I can be richer Master P sellin Ghetto D

Mack 10

Ghetto,
Money make the world go round so let's handle
Ghetto,
Broadcastin live Los Angeles
We ghetto,
make the world go round so let's handle this
Ghetto,
live from Los Angeles

Verse Dr. Dre

You ain't heard of me, you ain't listenin hard
Started in servin from a ice cream truck
Now ten years later a custom Navigator
on your toes playa, stuffin up your alligators
I'm ghetto, like cigarettes, feel me
Boom bap and slap ass silly
This is for the full time students part time strippers
And niggaz, clockin at least five figures
of us pro atheletes, some of us rap over fat beats
Some of us hustle in the
Twenty deep in Club Nikki's so you know we gots to
[???] off a full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical mafia Frank Sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot glock to you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nice
From to hood, love livin the lavish life

(Chorus)

Verse Three: Ras

Stu-B-Doo in the GS, three ooh ooh
Playin number two Tekken, to sixty
in six point seconds *tires screech* hangin out the window
actin up, like "You doin fo' months!"
Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five
across the face, still eatin out foam and paper plates
We don't call it playa hatin in the nine-eight, P.I.
That's pass intereference, first down
Want Juice Tupac, then Obey Your Thirst clown
Be in the PJ's in NY, DK
Mix EJ OJ, OK, we say
"L.A. niggaz got crazy
like Elway got a superbowl ring"
The homies down for whatever, we the chedda
bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella fella

(Chorus)