Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Qua Ran

Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, South
What y'all know about the dirty south?
One

Lord forgive me for I've
and over again just to stay on top
I recall filled with sin
Over and again, and again

Yo, when you hear talk of the south side, you talk of the team
See niggas Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was the

Remember, he to push the bulletproof BM, uh, huh
here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
They roll with Easy and they ain't get blunted
Had the projects workin' for fifty on five-hundred

As a youth, all I ever did was crack
I used to cat, heart me in my heart
To hear that nigga on Pat
How he go out that?

in the hood was [unverified] was snitchin'
I ain't that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood jet skis

From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be
Of how I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
Like L A N Y's, L got shot in the neck, told us connect
Them who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Dominicans turned around and gave 'em more bricks

Lord forgive me, for sinned
Over and over again to stay on top
I recall memories with sin
Over and over again, and

That first verse is just a dose of the that I'm on
Consider this the chapter in the ghetto's Qu Ran
I know a lot of that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Righteous from Hillside with the on his nose

Throughout my struggles through the hood, I learnin'
Life's a bitch with a pretty face but she
Man, I'm a get cheese like then run through wips like Cigar
all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata

Popo under pressure too, know what they facin'
Go crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
A lotta niggas I know been corrupted since
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for they worth

I know some cats that hail at old complexes Cooley Wall
Together niggas and divided they fall
'Round here, shook they keep it in motion
Come around here your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean

Lord knows, had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royce's with VaTonne interior
sound like I'm fantasizin', but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to the money

Had money out the ass, he politic the Asian
Fed's couldn't catch him dirty so for tax evasion

Lord me, for I've sinned
Over and over just to stay on top
I recall memories filled sin
Over and over again, and

Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, what they was about yo
The twins was queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I tales of Himey
Frenchy, Pauly, Ducky, Cally

Rodney Bump and Chick, shit, a lot a flow the way I flow
But ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I
Writin' is the best way I express how I feel
If I rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail

Comin' up I heard too much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see in this game that lose
I'm forgettin' Lefty and Jazz, Pretty and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money

And a over shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico boxin'
And started diners, shout out to Clanvis and Clutch
Bob Dre, Black Will, if the don't kill you the Mac will

Lord forgive me for I've
Over and over again to stay on top
I recall filled with sin
and over again, and again