Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

Wake up, out my bed
Hung in a 2 man cell wit my Lil 1/2 Dead
was the case that they gave me
Dear God, I wonder can you me
I'm only 18, so I'm a buck
It's a ride, if I scrap, I'm getting stuck
But that's the of a G, I guess
Ese's way deep, shanked two in they
Bests run 'cause brothers is dropping
Ugh, too late, damn, down goes another
Bouncing off the walls, them dogs
a rep as a young hog
It ain't nothing the street life
Betta be strapped wit yo shank, 'cause ain't no fight
So I guess I gots to mine
I did the crime, I gots ta do my time

Lil' boy
Playing in the streets
What'cha gonna do you grow up
And to face responsibility

Now, I'm holding a dove, sitting on
27 years old, up for parole,
I'm up on my feet wit my mind on the money
I'm making as soon as I touch the street
Things done changed on side
Remember used to thump but now they blast, right
But it no thing to me
'Cause now I'm they call a loced-assed O.G.
The little homies from the hood wit
Are the ones I get with cause I'm down to
Nigga, I'm than you, so what ya want to do
Didn't we had a 22
Straight sitting behind his
I'm grab his pockets and then I six caps
I fell to the ground wit blood on my
I understand
How a nigga so young could a cap
I use to be the way back
I guess that's I get (for what)
For trying to jack little homies for they bread

ghetto boy
Playing in the streets
What'cha do when you grow up
And have to face

Something for the OG's to get wit
Some facts, our made, now you want to run and play
Like single day, really doe
You know me, I'm the smooth macadamia, gaming them for my
No need to be uncalm if you pack
And learning just enough to keep your sack
Late nights, I wonder they getting fo'
Early morning on the corners, what they fo'
Seven young G's put they down
In a jeep ride, east side what swerve now
Not thinking about what's really on
Got on, stepped on, now they gone
I 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me
But now I'm back at the
And we expose ways for the youth to
Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's
So make all them you can make
'Cause when you're broke, you break, it out
So no need for your mama to trip
'Cause you's a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your

Lil' boy
Playing in the ghetto
gonna do when you grow up
And to face responsibility