Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it feel to up fucked up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know about 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 moms me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and 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
Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be captioned
to fatal attractions
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, cars and bitches
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that me
your essence
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
day is a fight 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 caravan on my way to
my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And he start to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, rumors was spread
Last I heard I was

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