Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

The Evil genius, Green

Hook:(2X)
The same shit's going on
The crackheads
Loud mouths is
The same that going on
You know I seen it all

It's enough to win but it's better to hate to lose
There's one Nas by the hundred thousand use
You lose money chasing women, never lose, women money
is broke, plus the wolves is hungry
Morgues full of dead niggaz who is money
Morgues full a who the last shit they ate in their stomach
Spinach and
Gortex still on his face, it's still on his face
we visit his wake
Whatever's I do it
Fight against a whole one gun I use it
Some shit
Keep it on you like ammonia
You far from
we can for the moments
I stay in conversation
With creeps with natures
Attempted murder the basics
the witnesses
And of dead victims it's the shit we live
Bridge thug matrimony
Clap a
Bullets even hit a crack in his
Psycho analysts was me what happened to me
See the yack got to be, the gat got to me
Then the homies on the with the stacks of money
these beautiful bitches was bending backwards for me
The lames put the rap in the caskets slowly
Man I give a fuck...

Hook:(2X)
The shit's that going on
The crackheads
mouths is talking
The same shit's that on
You I seen it all before

Ortiz:

Planet
The land of the
Handle your
Cannons a burst and breaks the wrists of jerks
me to hurting on your man and that herse
I it ten times
get a small article never the headline
Candles in the next to empty yack bottles
Niggaz drunk talking shit when they see this mac nozzle
But nothing happens
Even if it do, nothing ever
We don't talk if aint gutter you yapping in the ghetto
You can ask a nigga mother what and get an echo
When I'm it's so bad
Bunch of ignorant mulfuckers no dads
Oh he did, but he don't cause he nursing his dope hab
And when him and mom argue he always throw jabs
So they grip a mag
And walk like who wanna choke tag
Fiending to leave a head see through a coke bag
If your life's slightly something like the one that Joe had you're (Ghetto)
a peas, scoop cheese, duck D's and squeeze
Breezing on hooptees, new Ortiz
And the houchies please G's by on their knees
Giving a body part the knee
I'm living at
the shit that I write is my heart, my word
Simple with your pocket a sharpy homie mark my words
If anybody interfere with me and these
I only in a career, dawg, im beating you up
I'm still

Hook:(2X)
The same shit's going on
The crackheads
Loud mouths is
The same shit's going on
You know I it all before