Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto (Remix)

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know about your day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish,
I I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment and he wasn't to hear it
mad Newport's cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

Our be close captioned
addicted to attractions
of actions be played back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed Save your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
Just at me
Against all odds, though is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect essence
Born less, but you still precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun every night 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)
coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the plan
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
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 loungin
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
See who got smoked, rumors was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Cause thats the when your
in the (ghetto) oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the when ur
in the (ghetto)oh
in the (ghetto) or
in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(talking) It's a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we were going thru our drama i
never wish death on nobody cuz aint no comin bac