Leave my heart to the bands 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)
See I straight to the pros Who done it like me, breakup The flow now holla 'He a beast' From the city there's Killas and dealas And street beef, and crackas on the corner
Every avenue and place and my servin' hard 'Cause they 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 than them
Certified sneakas, keep a fitted for the club When I step out on the all them hoes be showin' love They know I'm that dude that be ringin' through the Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace, yeah fool heard it I done down to the bottom now I'm bound to see The top, my
Leave my to the ghetto Rubber 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, for today You never see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
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)
You love ya hood You need to love your Ay, get me, get me
I got 'em a couple triple about an ounce of bakin soda I Got that revenue that's hittin' colda than Sammy [unverified] ya' see growin' up, I seen things I weren't so growin' up I lost alotta people That were closa why I stay up on my grind
And only roll soldiers, I hit the block And serve 'em everything from soda Don't with out the soda, sellin' coke With out the cola, my clientele is rock
You can tell it by the odor, I keep that With the mac hid the sofa So if you slngin' tricks I suggest a coma Them pussy 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) 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, for today You might never see 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) 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 never see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
You love ya hood You need to love your Ay, get me, get me
Yeah, I wake up in the tryin' dream a couple mill I'm forced to get, shootin' up and poppin' pills Daddy on the porch with no remorse he sittin' This be the that never pity they would rather kill
I wipe my eyes and check my who by yaself I grab the pots and bakin' soda, that odor smell This be the hood, I got connections like a cable So watch where you work 'cause a can be fatal
'Cause searchin' for that person tho I'm undertable find no witness, fuck them snitches That get snitches popped, another day just talkin' on the a million on my glock and a half off in my sock
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 shit
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 heart to the bands 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)
You gotta ya hood You to love your projects Ay, get me, get me