Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

Back in the when I was tryin' to come up in the rap game
like a [unverified], bustlin' spare change
Drivin' a bucket, in a shack
Tryin' to make the best out of I had, usin' a pen and pad

There was girlie that I wanted to get with
Who never gave me no play, because I rollin'
She said I was too and that a brother from the ghetto
Couldn't give her nothin' but hard times and

But bein' I was young and
And just thinkin' the putang, had me sprung
I used to play myself late at night over her house, drinkin 40s
Standin' on the front porch oldies

And even her father used to run me away
I used to creep around the and hit the back gate
Tappin' on her window, givin' her the serenade
And it went way

You've got somethin' keeps my head in a spin
You've got somethin' that makes me give in
You've got somethin' that turns my all around
got somethin' that takes me all down

I to ask her all the time, "Yo, why do you play me?"
It shouldn't matter that I didn't a Mercedes
She that I was probably only good for makin' babies
And my physical appearance makes me crazy

She said that, "You look like you bang, or even slang
And if you wanna be with me, you rearrange"
But I wasn't 'bout to get a or go in a suit
And back in a new BMW

She said her parents wouldn't approve of the way I looked, see
And you got nothin' to give me
You wanna get laid? You gotta keep me
That's when she lost me, man, 'cause I ain't for the ying-yang

And even though I'm bad
I feel like this, I can't what I never had
So I gave it a last shot and right I walked away
I hit her the ghetto serenade

You've got somethin' that my head in a spin
You've got somethin' makes me wanna give in
You've got somethin' that my head all around
You've got somethin' that takes me all

A few years later, now my are paid up
I got a out, now I'm rollin' in big bucks
Flyin' all the world, meetin' many girls
that I go and makin' rap videos

And autographs the other day
I up and guess who was comin' my way?
The same old girl who gave me no rhythm
But this standin' in the middle of five children

She got fat, and now she's lookin' like the cookie monster to me
Walkin' around with the booty
And runnin' that drag about how I matured so much
And why I haven't in touch?

I started in her face, 'cause to me it was funny
Now she wanted me for my
So I turned my back to her and I away
Leavin' her the ghetto serenade
And what she had to say

You've got somethin' that my head in a spin
got somethin' that makes me wanna give in
You've got somethin' that turns my head all
You've got somethin' that me all down

Hey Dub, man, up, man?
You got these braids off your head
Got rid of those pants
Man, you have matured, man

How about gettin' your number?
up with that, man?
Just 'cause I givin' you no rhythm
That my fault, man, lookin' so good, man