Luyện nghe bài hát Institutionalized

What got to do with it
When I know the full definition of a rap image?
I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to it
Institutionalized, I keep runnin' for a visit
up
Get it
I said I'm trapped the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it
Institutionalized, I could still kill me a nigga, so

If I was the
I'd pay my rent
Free my homies and
Bulletproof my Chevy
Lay in the White House and get high,
Who thought?
Master take the off me

can be like a box of chocolate
Quid pro quo, somethin' for somethin', that's the
Oh shit, flow's so sick, you swallow it
Bitin' my style, you're poison positive
I can just the rap industry politics
the game up, never lactose intolerant
The last remainder of real shit, you the obvious
Me scholarship? No, streets put me colleges
Be all you can be, true, but the is
A dream's only a dream if work don't it
Remind me of the homies that used to know me, now this
I'll tell you my hypothesis, I'm probably way too loyal
K would do it for you, my niggas think I'm a god
Truthfully all of 'em spoiled, you're never charged
But somethin' over you once I took you to the fuckin' BET Awards
You at artists like the harvests
So Rollies around you and you want all of them
Somebody told me you thinkin' snatchin' jewelry
I should've listened what my grandmama to me

don't change until you get up and wash your ass nigga
Shit don't change until you get up and wash ass
Shit don't change until you get up and wash ass nigga
Oh now, slow

And upon a time in a city so divine
Called West Side Compton, there stood a little
He was 5 foot something, God the kid
Took his homie to the show and this is what said

Fuck am I 'posed to do I'm lookin' at walkin' licks?
The convicts talk 'bout matchin', money and foreign
The private jets and passports, presidential floor
Gold bottles, gold models, up the ass for
Instagram flicks, suck a dick, fuck is
One more suck from wavin' flashy wrist
My defense tell me to get him, quickly because he got it
It's the recession, then why the fuck he in of Diamonds?
No livin' poor, meet my .44
When I see 'em, put the per diem on the
Now Kendrick, know your co-workers
But it's take a lot for this pistol go cold turkey
Now I can watch his on the TV and be okay
But see I'm on the clock once watch landin' in LA
Remember steal the rich and givin' it back to the poor?
Well that's me at these
I guess my grandmama was a boy
She

Shit don't change until you get up and wash ass nigga
don't change until you get up and wash your ass
Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass
Oh now, slow

And once upon a in a city so divine
West Side Compton, there stood a little nigga
He was 5 something, dazed and confused
but still under the neighborhood ruse
You can take boy out the hood but you can't take the hood out the homie
Took his show money, it in the mozey wozey
nervous
Fuck you, goodnight, thank you much for your