Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Serenade

Back in the days when I was tryin' to come up in the rap
like a [unverified], bustlin' spare change
Drivin' a bucket, livin' in a
Tryin' to make the best out of what I had, a pen and pad

was this girlie that I wanted to get with
Who gave me no play, because I wasn't rollin'
She I was too ghetto and that a brother from the ghetto
Couldn't give her nothin' but times and trouble

But I was young and dumb
And just bout the putang, had me sprung
I used to play myself late at night goin' over her house, 40s
Standin' on the front porch oldies

And even though her used to run me away
I used to creep the side and hit the back gate
Tappin' on her window, her the ghetto serenade
And it went way

You've got somethin' that keeps my in a spin
You've got somethin' that makes me wanna in
You've got somethin' that turns my head all
You've got somethin' takes me all down

I to ask her all the time, "Yo, why do you play me?"
It shouldn't matter I didn't drive a Mercedes
She said that I was probably only for makin' babies
And my appearance makes me look crazy

She said that, "You look like you bang, or maybe even
And if you be with me, you gotta rearrange"
But I wasn't to get a flattop or go in a suit
And come in a new BMW

She said her parents wouldn't of the way that I looked, see
And you got nothin' to give me
You wanna get laid? You gotta keep me
That's when she lost me, man, 'cause I ain't payin' for the

And even I'm feelin' bad
I feel this, I can't miss what I never had
So I gave it a last and right before I walked away
I hit her with the serenade

You've got somethin' that keeps my head in a
got somethin' that makes me wanna give in
You've got somethin' that turns my head all
You've got somethin' takes me all down

A few years later, now my dues are up
I got a out, now I'm rollin' in big bucks
all around the world, meetin' many girls
Everywhere that I go and makin' rap

And signin' autographs the day
I up and guess who was comin' my way?
The same old who never gave me no rhythm
But this time standin' in the middle of children

She done got fat, and now she's lookin' the cookie monster to me
Walkin' with the saggy booty
And runnin' drag about how I done matured so much
And why I kept in touch?

I started laughin' in her face, to me it was funny
Now she me for my money
So I turned my back to her and I walked
Leavin' her the ghetto serenade
And what she had to say

You've got somethin' that keeps my head in a
You've got somethin' that me wanna give in
You've got somethin' that turns my head all
You've got somethin' takes me all down

Hey Dub, man, what's up,
You done got these braids off head
Got rid of those pants
Man, you have matured, man

How about gettin' your number?
What's up with that,
Just 'cause I wasn't you no rhythm
That wasn't my fault, man, so good, man