Leave my heart to the Rubber stuffed all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) the motto, hustle all day Then we do the tomorrow
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, live for You might never see I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
See I went straight to the Who done it like me, breakup The now they holla 'He a beast' From the city where Killas and dealas And street beef, and crackas on the corner
Every avenue and place and my homies hard 'Cause livin' by the day, see I do it for my family And by the way, now I'm back up on the block Ya see, I'm cooler them othas
Certified colored sneakas, keep a for the club When I out on the scene all them hoes be showin' love They know I'm that that be ringin' through the block Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace, yeah fool heard it I done been down to the now I'm bound to see The top, my
Leave my to the ghetto Rubber bands all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) the motto, hustle all day Then we do the tomorrow
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, for today You never see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
Leave my to the ghetto bands stuffed all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) the motto, hustle all day Then we do the shit
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, live for You might never see I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
You gotta ya hood You to love your projects Ay, get me, get me
I got 'em a couple triple about an ounce of bakin soda I Got that that's hittin' colda than Sammy Sosa [unverified] ya' see growin' up, I seen things I supposed so growin' up I lost alotta people were closa that's why I stay up on my grind
And only roll with soldiers, I hit the And 'em everything away from soda Don't fuck out the soda, sellin' coke With out the cola, my clientele is strictly
You can tell it by the odor, I keep that the mac hid underneath the sofa So if you ridin' slngin' tricks I a coma Them niggaz want me dead so I suggest and dopa
my heart to the ghetto Rubber bands all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) That's the motto, all day Then we do the tomorrow
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, for today You might never see I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
Leave my heart to the Rubber stuffed all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) That's the motto, all day we do the shit tomorrow
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, live for You might never see I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
You gotta ya hood You to love your projects Ay, get me, get me
Yeah, I wake up in the tryin' dream a couple mill I'm forced to get, momma shootin' up and pills Daddy on the porch with no remorse he sittin' be the city that never pity they would rather kill
I wipe my eyes and check my who by yaself I grab the and bakin' soda, yeah that odor smell This be the hood, I got like a phone cable So where you work 'cause a mistake can be fatal
'Cause crakas searchin' for person tho I'm undertable Can't find no witness, them snitches That get snitches popped, another day just on the block With a million on my and a half off in my sock
my heart to the ghetto Rubber stuffed all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) the motto, hustle all day Then we do the tomorrow
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, live for You might see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
Leave my to the ghetto Rubber stuffed all in up Oh yeah, oh yeah, get (Get money) That's the motto, all day Then we do the shit
I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto) get it (Gotta get it)
That's the motto, live for You never see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
You gotta love ya You need to love your Ay, get me, get me