Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto ftTrey Songz

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,

[Chorus: Trey 2X]
I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops come
Turn the on and the bugs don't run
You shit without no gun
In the (ghetto)
(ghetto)

[1st
I'm from where full of feces
We's species
lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be
You ain't seen nothing obscene from no TV
You would have to be me to feel what Obie's
Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's creepy
Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason
You're me with your story, I'm a Detroitee
Craft my mind so the craft exploits me

[2nd
I got no pot to in, en route to prison
You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped nitroglicerin
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor
A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, visions of
in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
To my tongue, numb from the
My nuts since I was a young one
And just the slum fuck of it
I'm pumped daddy but, gun in my palm
My momma save me her gender is wrong
On my own in this jungle that niggaz home
What? His momma from a lump in her D cup
Police freeze 'em up for serving these
It's a habitual situation, we stuck
The ritual is for niggaz to grab they
And just soak all this bullshit up, I'm from?

[3rd
I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living
scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
Pimping the government cause government us
Rather see 'em suffering niggaz live it up
Cause you heard? Bird got birds
But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz he ain't deserve
he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf
He was birth with money, that's why left him bloody
I'm from the streets most these niggaz nutty
I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned 'em
Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from
Home sweet home, better known as The

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