Leave my heart to the 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 might see Tomorrow I'm in the (Ghetto) I'm in the (Ghetto)
See I straight to the pros Who done done it like me, The now they holla 'He a beast' From the city there's Killas and dealas And street beef, and them on the corner
Every avenue and and my homies servin' hard 'Cause livin' by the day, see I do it for my family And hustled by the way, now I'm back up on the Ya see, I'm cooler than othas
Certified sneakas, keep a fitted for the club When I out on the scene all them hoes be showin' 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 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 tomorrow
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)
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, for today You might 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
I got 'em a couple triple beams about an ounce of soda I Got that revenue hittin' colda than Sammy Sosa [unverified] ya' see growin' up, I alotta things I weren't so growin' 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 it by the odor, I keep that nino the mac hid underneath the sofa So if you ridin' tricks I suggest a coma Them pussy niggaz want me so I suggest and dopa
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, 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) 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 love projects Ay, get me, get me
Yeah, I wake up in the ghetto tryin' dream a mill I'm to get, momma shootin' up and poppin' pills Daddy on the porch no remorse he sittin' still This be the city that never pity would rather kill
I my eyes and check my clientele who by yaself I grab the pots and soda, yeah that odor smell This be the hood, I got connections like a cable So watch where you 'cause a mistake can be fatal
'Cause crakas searchin' for that tho I'm undertable Can't no witness, fuck them snitches That get snitches popped, another day just on the block With a million on my glock and a half off in my
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, for today You never see Tomorrow 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, 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