Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People at you like youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But don't 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 wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for and flower moves
for chumps tryin to my flow
And what they don't know will show on the
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our be close captioned
addicted to fatal
Pictures of be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this black male
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life when
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) It's a funny 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 individual people we waged a
but even tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac