Leave my heart to the 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, live for You might see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
See I went straight to the Who done it like me, breakup The flow now they holla 'He a From the city where Killas and dealas And street beef, and crackas on the corner
Every and place and my homies servin' hard 'Cause they livin' by the day, see I do it for my And hustled by the way, now I'm back up on the Ya see, I'm cooler than othas
colored sneakas, keep a fitted for the club When I step out on the scene all them hoes be love know I'm that dude 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 heart to the bands 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 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 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)
You gotta ya hood You to love your projects Ay, get me, get me
I got 'em a couple triple beams about an of bakin soda I Got that revenue hittin' colda than Sammy Sosa [unverified] ya' see growin' up, I seen things I weren't 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 serve 'em 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 With the mac hid underneath the So if you ridin' slngin' tricks I a coma Them niggaz want me dead so I suggest and dopa
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 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 to the ghetto 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 see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
You love ya hood You need to 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 poppin' Daddy on the porch with no he sittin' still This be the city that never pity they would rather
I wipe my and check my clientele who by yaself I grab the pots and bakin' soda, yeah that smell This be the hood, I got connections like a phone So watch where you work a mistake can be fatal
'Cause crakas searchin' for that tho I'm undertable Can't find no witness, them snitches get snitches popped, another day just talkin' on the block With a million on my glock and a half off in my
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)
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, for today You might never see I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
You gotta love ya You need to love projects Ay, get me, get me