Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

I dedicate this to my doug strugglers
I hope you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for niggas
your my niggas on tha realer
Beground streets for stacking peeler
For the dealers, save back on your
And with these who do
You get the and then get of the street
Ya'll remember, you'll never give the money and the to me
Cause I wont give a to a nigga starvin
So we can fluss and weed hangin' with the warden
How many niggas on the quad who don't giva a
struggls hiting licks out the hippieclub
I'm just a homie out the hood who did
So why are you
I'm in for ten years and still wanted
You me homie!
Or do you try to it to the dumdums
They call you
And try steel were they come from
I bring the front to all my homies out
Help a get on his feet, and we'll all riding
Sange, and fange in this game, but true
Be that you'll respecting the power, and that's you
Never forget the neighbourhood it started
The ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts the...

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of



I get out of here

d:
I represent the southeast, of
Millenium and kay-doo were ya at
(one time) tha rockas
muthafuckas being talkin' for so long
But now I'm down with the clik and it's on
Give a fuck were from nigga
And kay-doo always
That is a fact I've lived in it
Now look at me, y'all can't steel
For all y'all talking that shit, I'm still strapping
Will I ya?
Niggas with all that hot
packin' in fake and it ain't happning
Will you we're smacking
That yellow road is packing
The home of the ghetto
And car
Nigga, I acting
I was up in this bitch
the o.p's and all down to the eastwike
Even flat joe's and even the lingwood is all
For the christ your all driving is all
The

I get out of here

Ice
I got give it up to my ghetto
In the ghetto, bitch, looking ghetto licks
Geting ghetto
Knowing that the steam in the book flip the
Quick to get my telephone on in my mama's name
This slang is some shit thatcan beat collage,
You ain't fucking with this hustla street knolledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the
Try to get by the
I'm dollars out of fifty cents
Got the big body benz, the wheels on it
A with no bills on it
Get ass on this, got to fill on, still want it
Baby, leen on it, and I can put the on it
You strap a nigga lie like a singer
Puting your to sleep
And turn of your ring and you can catch me on
Looking in a six
And schweiz on my wrist
Now this
You got to blow, to many niggas out for mr. jackson's dope
Ya'll got to go, to the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of



I get out of here

d
Deathwall is the
When the mic be
As twice as shipp advice to my who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep me mail
With laberty bell, so I can tell you about the half
And who got cow for riches, and bithces,
I'm bitches
I remember when I just to get beat extensioncars
And we slanged by to see my house was
stealing out of my mama's perce
Now that she's
She thrue my songs
And it sure
I couldn't have her worse then in the ghetto
And turn our womens into
Sick to see my homie that I ain't with, trade with, with, laughed with
in a casket.
To my we can reach the top
But you got a to get of the pop
If you see chance baby take it
I was the last in the world who thoiught I would make it
But at me now, a six on the beach in greeze
Check from the stretts of the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of