Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

[Man
Ok, we got the Birdman in the (the birdman)
We got Killa in the (yeah)
We got Weezy in the building (Weezy)

[Verse 1: Wayne]
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy
Tryna see him, naw, he to even eighty (shut yo chips up)
And, I speakin G's, I'm talkin M
And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street
Man shorty got more green than a Gems
Green (?) , they don't cost in
appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a boss up in here
How it cost for this here?
How much it cost for this
'cause Me and bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash off the diet
I pass in a on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the days when the teachers was on pay
I'm in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move coke at a amazing
Man my super Dave, let's race it
Real not me, B I'ma win it, I'm a champ

TQ]
In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the streeeeeets
(Somebody me what's crackin before)
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can uuuuuup
For me, and you best to be watchin me
Ghetto, ghetto, Ghetto

[Verse 2:
Aye, aye, holla at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman,
See I in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin these hoes (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) when I'm that dro
When it to this ice, real livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, these ghetto type
Nigga check the background, I got O.G.
a hoodrich nigga flippin birds on a bike
Not survive in this world guns, pahs, and knifes
Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with chromed out pipes
This swish interry foreign german (beyotch)
And I keep this big just protect my ice (holla at me nigga)
I act, a fool, when I'm full of that white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman daddy with ghe-tto stripes
Ghe-tto (Uptown), Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my life (Beyotch)

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow
For ghetto me, and you to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Life

3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the duck just born, I need more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a fever (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' leave ya (leave ya)
Dice game, crack, Six-Fo' fever (fever)
I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' fever (fever)
Fever for the of a six-foot diva (let 'em know)
I the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) how to cook
With the piece stocks, up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the
Send to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for that cook up his watch (what though?)
I'm one of those, that look up to Pac (why?)
'cause I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what)
All say is, look at his drop (what else?)
on my liscence, look at his watch (fuck em)
But, thug shit dogg, we down with (baby)
We through clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the to the wall
Then shoot all around the baby, Killa!

TQ]
In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow
For ghetto me, and you to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Life

talking]
It's man, Killa!
Diplomats, Cash
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, good, Roc-a-Fella
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)

[Man

Fly, to near you
Then they got 'em (whoo!)
(Yeah, ya know, ya know)
Get that call out one time
(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x
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