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
look 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 livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
Smokin blunts my crew, flippin over 62's
G-E-D, wasn't 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 went for twenty South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't will show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
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 your gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our be close captioned
to fatal attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this black male
see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and be a nigga culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches
I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed Save your sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe then you can
Just at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
your essence
Born 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 kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and 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
my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally loungin
Sittin back, countin double thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
thats the life when 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) It's a funny thing i kinda how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac