Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Days

Yeah,

Compton, South Central,
Beach, Inglewood, East L.A.
West for life
Live and die for shit

Yeah, when I was young livin' on the run
11 years old, life, no goals
Sneakin' sips in the cut
I'm takin' lil' in the cut

Before they even called me
Ridin' the blocks I'ma tell you how I grew up
I was always in the mix, too for sticks
Ty, tell 'em 'bout Watts experience

In Watts, a couldn't wait for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, that'll free mind
We stay fallin' off them ice cream
All my nickel-baggin' it, hustlin' bucks

You could catch me in the middle of the
Slapboxin' with my Porky
And as I you down my memory lane
I'm 'bout my ghetto days, let 'em know

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

I change ****, I'm just busy
**** bein' broke I'm filthy
Got a problem with me at me, I'll be back in six months
I'm on the road gettin' my up

And I remember all the young soldiers in the hood tryin' to bang
Slang a nickel bag screamin' ain't a thing
For real, I know how y'all feel
I'm reppin' black and brown pride, Westside 'til I die,

I got a lot of in me, I was thinkin'
years older, 14 smokin' and drinkin'
Thinkin' 'bout Uncle Jam's army, the old love me
I'm just up in the game, the gang bang [Incomprehensible]

was crackin', doin' that they got Schwinns
On Sundays watchin' all the big homies
I want Dana's, that's all I see
That's the Army, with Dana's you all you could be, I reminisce

I used to love eatin' polly seeds and sticks
Watch me jump up in the to play, hide-go-get-it, I'm wit it
And all hoodrats used to hold us down on the block
Reminiscin' 'bout my first of ****, yeah

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Truth is, I ran away I was 5 years old
Ran 'til my had holes in the soles
I had silk shirts, two pair of Girbauds
Spent the night at Boo's house, we was his clothes

Mom's left me out in the
Worse than that my man took shots and he ain't lose his soul
I was livin' a blind man's vision
And no how hard I tried, I could never see prison

And to all my dead homies, we don't out liquor
We poke our chest out and say, "We miss y'all ****"
We were scared of gang-bangers, walked to school in
Argued who was the best MC, Ice or Snoop

Damn, I miss my days
it was Coca-Cola or straight coke we found a way
Hey, and the of Eazy and 'Pac
California, we all we got, we got, we got

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto

I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and
All my **** used to at me
But now, I'm on top of my
But now, and ain't a damn changed

ghetto superstar to Coca-Cola
All my people locked got nothin' but love for ya
strong, 'cause we know it ain't easy
Come home, 'cause we you on the streets

Listen, sweet ladies, how you gonna act that?
your baby boy, holla back, back
So let me take you my memory lane
'bout my ghetto days, ohh girl

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm 'bout my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days

Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' my ghetto days
Let me you back, ohh
I'm reminiscin' 'bout my days