Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

Wake up, out my bed
in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead
Murder was the that they gave me
God, I wonder can you save me
I'm only 18, so I'm a buck
It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm getting
But the life of a G, I guess
way deep, shanked two in they chest
Bests run 'cause brothers is quicker
Ugh, too late, damn, down goes nigga
Bouncing off the walls, throwing them
Getting a rep as a hog
It ain't nothing like the life
be strapped wit yo shank, 'cause ain't no fist fight
So I guess I to handle mine
I did the crime, I gots ta do my time

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

Now, I'm holding a dove, on swoll
27 old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet wit my on the money
That I'm making as soon as I touch the
Things done changed on side
Remember they used to but now they blast, right
But it ain't no to me
'Cause now I'm what call a loced-assed O.G.
The little homies from the hood wit
Are the I get with cause I'm down to set-trip
Nigga, I'm bigger you, so what ya want to do
Didn't we had a 22
Straight sitting his back
I'm grab his and then I heard six caps
I to the ground wit blood on my hands
I didn't
How a so young could bust a cap
I use to be the same way
I that's what I get (for what)
For trying to jack them little for they bread

Lil' boy
in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you up
And have to responsibility

for the real OG's to get wit
Some facts, our made, now you want to run and play
Like every single day, doe
You know me, I'm the smooth macadamia, gaming for my homie
No to be uncalm if you pack right
And learning just enough to your sack right
Late nights, I wonder they getting fo'
Early on the corners, what they hitting fo'
Seven young G's put they serve
In a jeep ride, east side what they now
Not thinking about really going on
Got crept on, on, now they gone
I spent 4 years in the wit nutting but convicts around me
But now I'm at the pound
And we expose ways for the youth to
Some think it's but we tend to think it's right
So make all them ends you can
'Cause when broke, you break, check it out
So ain't no need for your to trip
you's a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip

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