Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

Talking bout the ghetto funky ghetto
to survive, trying to stay alive

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Even the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not it right
day it's the same
And it's the every night
I wouldn't you bro but I'd shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my
day I wonder just how I'll die
Only thing I know is how to
only one rule in the real world
And to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day day
Might deal me some but then crime don't pay
Black man tried to break into my house
Thought he got off early time in the pen
though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so I'm giving it to the

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So just peep the game and don't call it
'Cause to me, is one hard rap
Even my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was months pregnant, ain't nothing changed
600 Million on a footbal
And her baby dies just like a dope
The story I tell is so
Five kids in the house and no to eat
Don't at me and don't ask me why
next door getting high
Even though she's got five mouths to
She's spend her money on a h-i-t
I always tell the truth about things like
I wonder if the mayor overlooked list
Instead of adding to the task force send help
Waiting on him I'd better help
authority and the O.P.D
All these guns just to me in the

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Even they put us down and call us animals
We make real big and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to
Never really saying who we are
We use names like too $hort
Sell you stuff you might for
Young kids grow up and that's all they
Didn't teach him in school now slangin dope
Only thing he is how to survive
But will he kill another before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye
All day long, hoping and hoping
You can pay your and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you'll be up
me, but you don't see
Ten years from now, where you be?

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So game in a too $hort rap
can't be white and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like else?
All you do is just be yourself
all the same color underneath
Short in the house you'd better listen to me
be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand at heart
Even though some give you no respect
Be intelligent, you put em in check
when you're ignorant, you get treated that way
And they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't it's not my fault
I'll be getting paid while be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running mouth
me and my peoples try to get out

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