Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

1

long nails, of weave
and a bag of weed
that's all a bitch like you
you the f**king ghetto
that Reggie Miller you push
be burning like that Cush
you gone need that Reggie
f**king with the
filling up my cup
run outs we don't a f**k
new get me so f**ked up
coming the ghetto
so watch it when you in tha
and what you say out your mouth
and watch yo step cuz slippers
when you in the
wife beater, Tim's
slide in with some bigger
flip a key and hit the
and go an get some gyms
tha hood is in the man
get you in your feelings man
It's some s**t outside house
with rims tha of ceiling fans
I'm the of King Kong
I'm stomping through the
I can make it clap clap, beat it a bongo
cat got your
you tell pussy let you tongue go
wouldn't of did s**t right here
so but the song so

ghetto, country, hood,
put your hands up if you f**king that
ghetto, ya opposite of busse
twelve yaki, big round booties

way to hello, say I'm
fly with the
em that it is what it is
I it do what it do
and i love where i
and my love it too, cuz we ghetto

2

you in the Benz in the
lights in yo mama's
you hustle yo celly
and that's the time yo number changed
transport airbrush, speakers on
pu**y huggers
high heel on
my done, nails too
all on the front
you in some Vicki's ass
out yo boy shorts
stiletto's
and diamonds on her
tatted silhouettes, cuz wet is so fu**ing ghetto
dope game, man
bonds money, man
how you spend funds man
when you in the
if you your money easy
and yo is off tha heezy
and yo rapper Jeezy
you are muthaf**king
hundred jeans on
price tag
but tha world yo ass
so you them f**ka's sagging
cd of the newest
and Nike's be tha of choice
candy paint,
boosters, hoes, and stores
(ghetto, so ghetto)

(1X)

3

tomboys, hot
hammer in your lap
got bitches in your bed
and robbers laying in trap
on the four wheela
TV's in the
and hundred best
cuz he was tricking give tha head
section eight chase
eviction notice served
child support, homes
advance on the third
DVD's
Rico had kid
Income tax
you claiming other kids
more hard gold teeth, tattoos
you serving out tha window
oh now you call it
lace front, lashes
looking for a trap
now every in the ghetto
he thinkin he a rap
automatic stick
out a town a brick
now him role and watch him stick
you in the ghetto
pills, dro, kid,
and people you don't wanna
weed bags, corner
it's so muthaf**in

(1X)