Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
look at you like youse the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they 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 like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to my flow
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
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to attractions
of actions be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this 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 cars and
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your
My childhood years were spent buryin' my in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you believe then you can
Just at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
protect essence
with less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and in the (ghetto)
day somebody bleed 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 take over this
They him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
back, countin double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I 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 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 people we waged a
but even tho we were going thru our drama i would
never wish death on cuz there aint no comin bac