Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
I know how it to wake up fucked up Pockets as hell, another rock to sell People look at you youse the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser But they don't know about stress-filled day Baby on the way mad to pay That's why you drink so you can reminisce and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit I I was just like you Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't 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 for my raw power move nineteen for casket and flower moves for tryin to stop my flow And what don't know will show on the autopsy to see Papi, to cop me a brick Asked for some consignment and he wasn't to hear it Smoking mad cause I'm due in court for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You have your gat in hand, cause man ( you have your gat in hand cause man )
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
Our lifestyles be close addicted to attractions Pictures of actions be played in the midst of No tales for this young black male see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for wishes, fast cars and bitches I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? your sympathy My childhood years were spent my peers in the cemetary Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to If you believe then you can Just at me Against all odds, life is hard we carry on Livin' in the projects, broke with no on To all the that follow me your essence Born with less, but you still
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we Gun shots night in the (ghetto) Crooked cops on in the (ghetto) Every day is a in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) Got to feed in the (ghetto) coke and weed in the (ghetto) Every day bleed in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
I had the plan I'm in the on my way to Maryland with my man Two-Tecs to take over projects call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he start to bust he to ask, Who's next? At last, I'm loungin black Sittin back, countin double digit thousand See who got smoked, what rumors was Last I heard I was
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin Cause thats the life your in the (ghetto) oh in the (ghetto) or in the (ghetto, ghetto) Thats the when ur in the (ghetto)oh in the (ghetto) or in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
(talking) It's a funny i kinda realized how powerful 2pac and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong yo i kno him we two individual we waged a coastal beef but even tho we going thru our drama i would never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac