Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Days

Yeah,

Compton, Central, Watts
Long Beach, Inglewood, L.A.
West for life
Live and die for this

Yeah, when I was young life on the run
11 years old, life, no goals
little sips in the cut
I'm takin' lil' in the cut

Before they called me Kurupt
Ridin' down the blocks I'ma you how I grew up
I was always in the mix, too for sticks
Ty, tell 'em 'bout that experience

In Watts, a couldn't wait for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, that'll your mind
We stay fallin' off them ice trucks
All my nickel-baggin' it, hustlin' bucks

You could catch me in the middle of the
Slapboxin' my **** Porky
And as I you down my memory lane
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days, let 'em know

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

I ain't change ****, I'm busy
**** bein' **** I'm filthy
Got a problem me holla at me, I'll be back in six months
I'm on the road my money up

And I remember all the young in the hood tryin' to gang bang
Slang a nickel bag screamin' money a thing
For real, I know how y'all feel
I'm reppin' black and brown pride, 'til I die, c'mon

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
Couple years older, 14 and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle Jam's army, the old folks me
I'm just gettin' up in the game, the gang bang

Crenshaw was crackin', doin' that they got
On Sundays watchin' all the big homies
I Dana's, 'cause that's all I see
That's like the Army, with Dana's you all you be, I reminisce

I used to love eatin' polly seeds and sticks
me jump up in the bush to play, hide-go-get-it, I'm wit it
And all them hoodrats used to hold us on the block
'bout my first piece of ****, yeah

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Truth is, I ran when I was 5 years old
Ran 'til my And-1's had in the soles
I had three silk shirts, two pair of
Spent the night at Boo's house, we was sharin' his

Mom's left me out in the
Worse than that my man took five shots and he lose his soul
I was livin' with a man's vision
And no matter how hard I tried, I could never see

And to all my dead homies, we pour out liquor
We just poke our chest out and say, "We y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, walked to school in
who was the best MC, Ice Cube or Snoop

Damn, I miss my days
Whether it was or straight coke we found a way
Hey, and the of Eazy and 'Pac
California, we all we got, we got, we got

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and
All my **** used to at me
But now, I'm on top of my
But now, and ain't a damn thing

ghetto superstar to Coca-Cola
All my people down got nothin' but love for ya
Stay strong, 'cause we know it easy
Come home, 'cause we miss you on the

Listen, ladies, how you gonna act like that?
your baby boy, holla back, back
So let me take you my memory lane
Reminiscin' 'bout my days, ohh girl

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto