Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
to fatal attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No tales for this young black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
repercutions while on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
Why shed tears? Save sympathy
My years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you believe then you can
look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the seeds that me
your essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
Every day bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life 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 funny thing i kinda realized how powerful
and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac