Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy

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Snoop dogg:

up, jumped out my bed
I'm in a two man cell with my lil' 1/2 dead
Murder was the case they gave me
Dear god, I can you save me?
I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young
It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm gettin'
But that's the life of g, I
Ese's way deep, shanked two in the
Best run cause brothers is droppin'
Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another
off the walls, throwin' them dogs
Gettin' rep as a young hog
It ain't like the street life
You be strapped with your shank
ain't no fist fight
So I guess I gots to handle
I did the crime, I gots to do my time

We run game in the
We high in the ghetto
We gets shot in the
You might get stuck in the
ghetto boy

Dr.

Now I'm holdin' the dub, on swoll
years old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet with my mind on the
That I be makin' as I touch them streets
done changed on this side
Remember they used to thump, but now they blast,
But it ain't no to me
Cause now I'm they call a loced ass o.g.
The little homies from the with grip
Are the ones I get with cause I'm down to set
Nigga, I'm bigger than you, so wanna do?
Didn't know he had a
Straight sittin' behind his
I grabbed his and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my
I understand
How a so young could bust a cap
I used to be the same way
I guess that's what I get (for )
For tryin' to jack the little homies for grip

Snoop doggy

for the real o.g.'s to get with
Some facts made our
Now you but I'm played
Like every single day, doe
You know me, I'm the smooth
Gamin'em for my
No need in be uncalm, if you pack
And learnin' just enough to keep sack tight
Late nights, I wonder what get in for?
Early mornin' on the corners, what they hittin'
Seven g's put they serve down
In a g ride, eastside's they swerve now
Not thinkin' about what's goin' on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they
I spent years in the county
With nothin' but around me
But now I'm at the pound
And we expose for the youth to survive
Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's
So make all them ends you can
Cause you're broke, you break, check it out
So no need for your mama to trip
you's a hustlin' ass youngsta, clockin' your grip

Lil' boy

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