Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you youse the user
drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
blunts with 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 to kick me out, no doubt
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
nineteen for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some and he wasn't tryin to hear it
mad Newport's cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can like the Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our lifestyles be captioned
addicted to fatal
Pictures of actions be back
in the midst of
No tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin'
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast and bitches
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? your sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin' my in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the that follow me
your essence
Born less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Gun shots night 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)
day somebody bleed 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 over this projects
call 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 I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the 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) a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm cuz pac is a strong dude
yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal
beef but tho we were going thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac