Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our be close captioned
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the midst of
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions while bustin' on vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you then you can achieve
Just at me
Against all odds, life is hard we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect your
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, rumors was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life your
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the when ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our drama i
never wish on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac