Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't about 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 I was just like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-I-D, why my moms hate me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps tryin to stop my
And they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some 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
me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man
( you betta have your gat in cause man )

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin

Our lifestyles be close
addicted to fatal
Pictures of be played back
in the midst of
No fairy tales for young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack
Hustlin' and heart be a culture or the
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and
Wishin' I live my a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed Save your sympathy
My childhood years were buryin' my peers in the cemetary
Here's a to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
If you then you can achieve
look at me
Against all odds, though life is we carry on
Livin' in the projects, with no lights on
To all the seeds follow me
your essence
Born with less, but you still

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Gun shots every in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on in the (ghetto)
Every day is a 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 plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to
with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he to bust he like to ask, Who's next?
At last, I'm loungin black
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand
See who got smoked, what was spread
I heard I was dead

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Cause thats the life 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) It's a 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 a coastal
beef but even tho we were going thru our drama i
never wish on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac