Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
People at you like youse the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But don't know about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he tryin to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
Pictures of actions be played
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
Just at me
all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no on
To all the seeds that me
protect essence
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
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 to feed in the (ghetto)
coke 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 on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
back, countin double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

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

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