Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Tales

Phat Records
SPM
Putting it down with that Money Records
House Records
Stacks, A.C. Chill, L.T.
This Ghetto Tales
you know about that?

(2Xs)
These are the tales, the Tales
Dope sales and life is hell, to stay out of

I'm rolling H-town Park backstreets
A.C. Chill all the O.G.'s me
In that Bourbon with the candy
For deep most of my niggas got no car that's why
we so
We a funeral to see my homie's mamma cry
It hurt me when any of my homies die
All of a sudden gun rang out
I guess these young G's plexin' gang bang
We pulled over I said me out this bitch man?e of these niggas finna get they wig man
out my strap you know how the show goes
Somebody yelled out and yo here the Po-Po's
I told my niggax ?man I'll Catch you later?t pocket full of weed plus they got me on
around the corner to holla at my homie
Next you know the f**king haters roll up on me
Damn, how much hating can a nigga take?
chance I get a mother f**ker finna break
They caught me, now I'm in the jail pacing
Damn, a
months is what I'm facing

(2Xs)

Im pushing weight trying to it
is flat
But at the same I'm leaving niggas on their back
Up in the neighborhood I'm to stack a little cream

I'm chasing me and we trying to stack some green
And everything is far as bad when it to drama
I'm trying to make a little for me, Jay, and mamma
paying no bills but these niggas got me f**ked up
I rather sit on streets see my ass locked up
And serving fiends is an life thing
And from the cells chilling trying to have a day
And for this 420 Eastex thing
I got the skills to hit a nigga big mar man
And shit we gonna drop on the block-a-dee
Come watch my tongue twist wrecking my boy Trying to survive make a meal with these ghetto dreams
We made plus we from the heart of S.E.

(2Xs)

SPM baby sitting dope fiends at the end
Fighting over sales my motherf**king best friend
Used to be broke and out
Now I buy that make my wife pass out
Bad route was a I chose
Blasting
At I rose
I got and clothes
From the I sold to let you bastards know
Stacking dough sitting on and vogues
My ass show
I'm out of the slums
South Park where you get your car for crumbs
But these laws is on a
I to get took out
dollar pieces for my look out
Licensed cookie
That's my
have my dope in my own possession
Niggas selling cocaine in my
I sneak up from the and take you out with no pain

(2Xs)