Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the
drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But don't know about your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
Smokin with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks for twenty down South
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower
for chumps tryin to my flow
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in hand man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our be close captioned
to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be back
in the of mashin'
No fairy tales for this young black
Some see me stranded in land of hell, jail, and crack sales
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 tears? Save sympathy
My childhood years spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe
If you believe you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we on
Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on
To all the that follow me
protect your
Born with less, but you precious

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots night in the (ghetto)
Crooked on sight in the (ghetto)
day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
Selling and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, countin digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I heard I was

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

(talking) a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac
and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong
yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal
beef but even tho we were going our drama i would
wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac