Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Ghetto Boy (remix)

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Snoop Dogg:

Wake up, out my bed
I'm in a two man with my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that gave me
Dear God, I wonder can you me?
I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young
It's a ride, if I scrap, I'm gettin' stuck
But that's the of G, I guess
way deep, shanked two in the chest
Best run cause is droppin' quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, goes another nigga
Bouncin' off the walls, throwin' them
Gettin' rep as a young hog
It ain't like the street life
You better be strapped with shank
Cause no fist fight
So I guess I gots to mine
Since I did the crime, I gots to do my

We run in the ghetto
We high in the ghetto
We gets in the ghetto
You might get in the ghetto
Lil' Boy

Dr.

Now I'm holdin' the dub, on swoll
Twenty-seven old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my with my mind on the money
That I be makin' as I touch them streets
Things done changed on side
Remember they used to thump, but now they blast,
But it ain't no to me
Cause now I'm what they 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 whatcha do?
Didn't know he had a
sittin' behind his back
I his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my
I didn't
How a so young could bust a cap
I to be the same way back
I that's what I get (for what?)
For tryin' to jack the little homies for they

Snoop Doggy

Somethin' for the O.G.'s to get with
Some facts our made
Now you but I'm played
every single day, really doe
You know me, I'm the smooth
for my homie
No in be uncalm, if you pack right
And learnin' just enough to your sack tight
Late nights, I wonder they get in for?
mornin' on the corners, what they hittin' for?
Seven young G's put serve down
In a G ride, Eastside's where they now
Not about what's really goin' on
Got crept on, stepped on, now gone
I four years in the county
With nothin' but convicts me
But now I'm back at the
And we expose ways for the youth to
Some it's wrong but we tend to think it's right
So make all them ends you can
Cause you're broke, you break, check it out
So ain't no need for your to trip
Cause you's a hustlin' ass youngsta, clockin' your

Lil' Boy

That's the life of a G, I
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