Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People at you like youse the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks went for twenty South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And what don't know will show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our be close captioned
addicted to fatal
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me stranded in this of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, cars and bitches
Wishin' I my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
protect essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
thats the life when your
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the when ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac