Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our be close captioned
to fatal attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy for this young black male
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the
Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the that follow me
protect your
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
day somebody 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 projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit stacks
See who got smoked, rumors was spread
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 life ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac