Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was just you
blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, 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
up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for and flower moves
for chumps to stop my flow
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, man
( you have your gat in hand cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

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

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun every night in the (ghetto)
cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to in the (ghetto)
coke 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 caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, next?
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, double digit thousand stacks
See who got smoked, rumors was spread
Last I heard I was

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
thats the life 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 dude
yo i kno him we two individual people we waged a
beef but even tho we were thru our drama i would
never death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac