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