Luyện nghe bài hát So Ghetto

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How we do
Primo,
in the making
go

Uhh,
Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh
I spit the
Mur-mur-ma-murderous

I the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta
beat, feel me? Uhh
I spit Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook
Uh-uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh,

Yo.. crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin me
Stop the presses, baby girls, drop dresses
B-K lick a shot for Big in heaven
Ever since I came through, niggaz got the
everything I drop, out of the question, stop the
it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's
My crew up in this muh'fucker
We corners, stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine
You'll be wearing a black suit a time
I put crew in hard bottoms
The is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys him"
Brandish iron, buyin
Bentley Coupes, not braggin just the truth
We all the ghetto, only difference, we go back
Back up in D&D on this track, listen

I'm so prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in with me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"You can me or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in with me
"Roc-a-Fella the whole block down"

Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Monday night
I'm fuckin with the model Friday night at Life
So I'm cruisin in the car with this boozy
She said, "Jigga-Man you rich, take the off"
Hit a ma I'm droppin you back off
of the club, "Jigga why you do that for?"
Thug til the end, tell a friend bitch
Won't change for no plus I been rich
Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen crushin em
Women been fuckin HUH?
You see I live for the love of the
Rap to the beats
Hall cluttered with heat
I spit murder-murder-murder
that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn
ma
We tote guns to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White lawn
Guess I'm just the old Shawn

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"Iceberg, Slim baby rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls in love with me
"You him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna with me
"You can love me or me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella the whole block down"

I'm the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y
So it's hard for me to let the die
Niggaz see me in the with no bodyguards
just two big guns body your squad
niggaz be scheamin on me? Probably are
Think Jigga's a joke Hardy har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I
Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too
Magazine said I'm shallow, I never learned to
Still put me on they cover cause I earn for them
Soon as I too much, watch them turn on him
cause that seem to be the that'll earn for them
I that murder-murder-murderous everytime a verbalist
iller Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in "Menace"
I'm ill, start to finish, I rip contenders
I'm hot,

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love me
"You know him well" "by the of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck me
"You can me or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole down"

I'm so gangsta chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh
I'm so gutter, girls
Heheh, (uhh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh),
Uhh, yeah, funk, yeah, with me, yeah, beyotch,
Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, niggaz,
Brooklyn,