Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Life

[Man
Ok, we got the in the building (the birdman)
We got in the building (yeah)
We got Young in the building (Weezy)

1: Lil' Wayne]
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo up)
And, I ain't G's, I'm talkin M
And I'm like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street tims
Man shorty got green than a Boston Gems
Green (?) , they cost in rims
appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a boss up in here
How much it for this here?
How much it cost for year?
Me and Stunna bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash Money off the
I pass in a on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the days when the was on that pay
I'm raise in the cage, with a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move at a amazing pace
Man my daddy super Dave, let's it
Real not have me, B win it, I'm a champ

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
(Somebody tell me what's before)
I'm a life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For me, and you best to be watchin me
Ghetto, ghetto, Life

[Verse 2:
Aye, aye, at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman, Birdman
See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin these (beyotch!)
just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) when I'm smokin that dro
When it comes to this ice, livin his life
Get moeny, hoes, with these ghetto type
Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hoodrich flippin birds on a bike
Not survive in this world with guns, pahs, and
Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with chromed out pipes
This swish interry german lifes (beyotch)
And I keep this big toolie protect my ice (holla at me nigga)
I act, a damn fool, when I'm full of white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman with these ghe-tto stripes
Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto (yeah), With my ghe-tto life (Beyotch)

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto (ghetto booooooy)
in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow
For ghetto me, and you best to be meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Ghetto

[Verse 3:
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man
Ayyo the just born, I need seven more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' leave ya (leave ya)
Dice game, head crack, fever (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' (fever)
for the flava of a six-foot diva (let 'em know)
I the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) how to cook
With the piece stocks, up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I cook up the block
glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for that up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, that will up to Pac (why?)
when I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what)
All they say is, at his drop (what else?)
Hand on my liscence, look at his (fuck em)
But, thug dogg, we down with Baby (baby)
We come through baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the to the wall
shoot circle all around the baby, Killa!

TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Life

talking]
It's man, Killa!
Diplomats, Money
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, what's good,
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)

[Man

Fly, to hood you
Then they got 'em (whoo!)
(Yeah, ya know, ya know)
Get call out one more time
(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x
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