Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

From hood to hood, they see hood and know who I be

I got the Yankee leanin' sittin' over to browse
And the G is just gettin' over the clouds
You can't tell me that I ain't, what's up now
I got a bottle of Tequila down
There's chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now
'Cause they know the big dog had a like wow
I'm stuck in my ways
overseas wit a zip of New York City's haze
You rats can keep runnin' through city's maze
Until you get sprayed the pesticide
I know you in hole, you best to hide
Like the rest who tried, who and testified
Of course your girl wanna slide and be rubbed
And don't mind rides over the G dubs
I Rovers on Spre dubs
Please be another dude who died over a ski dub, chill

From hood to hood, they see what's hood and who I be
block to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, they hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto! It's ghetto!

I get it like a lo lo six four
And bet hop on it like a pogo stick pro
I'm chillin' wit go go chicks though
That do the kinda things that in a porno flick yo
You know him and the gang
Wit the bling worked on, that you of lemon meringue
But remember the thangs, too far
And y'all hear 'em go bang, bang, bang
Like John Witherspoon, I'm 'em closely
I know the snakes goin' soon
The two toned Maybach's delivered soon
The back feels like in the livin' room
I'm so hard bodied like the on Batman
It's man that back to back plat' scan
I'm back for the third time, I make words for a livin'
You heard I'm still ghetto, nigga!

From to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
block to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, they cannot hate, know who I be
From the to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto!

They to put two nines on me, just like Gretzky
But my saw through it just like wet tees
I smoked till my eyes look just Jet Li's
On islands the water's blue just like Pepsi
Yeah, the trigger just get squeezed
And the slugs will skip over your waves, just jet skis
Hoes ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince
And rose petals when I walk
They love how I came hard like good blow
And I'm a heart throb to a hood hoe
That's what hood though, yes, I know
That's 'cause I'm in the streets like manhole
Rims look blades when a fan blow brother
I'm on a storm to land, roast others
The man no other, I been in it
My is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes
I'm gon' up!

From hood to hood, they see hood and know who I be
From block to block, see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, they cannot hate, they who I be
From the east to west, through the and down south it's ghetto!
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! ghetto!