Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin
I know how it to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another to sell People at you like youse the user drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser But they don't know your stress-filled day Baby on the way mad to pay That's why you drink so you can reminisce and wish, you livin so devilish, ssshit I remember I was like you Smokin blunts with my crew, over 62's Cause G-E-D, B-I-G I had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me She was to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks for twenty down South Packed up my for my raw power move Glock for casket and flower moves for chumps tryin to my flow And what they know will show on the autopsy to see Papi, to cop me a brick Asked for consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it Smoking mad Newport's I'm due in court for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New Catch me if you can like the Man You better your gat in hand, cause man ( you have your gat in hand cause man )
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we
Our be close captioned addicted to fatal of actions be played back in the of mashin' No fairy tales for this young black Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga or the repercutions bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my for material wishes, fast cars and bitches I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why tears? Save your sympathy My years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary Here's a message to the newborns, to breathe If you believe then you can Just at me Against all odds, though is hard we carry on Livin' in the projects, broke no lights on To all the seeds that me your essence Born with less, but you still
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, we livin Gun shots every in the (ghetto) cops on sight in the (ghetto) Every day is a in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) Got kids to in the (ghetto) Selling and weed in the (ghetto) day somebody bleed in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
I had the plan I'm in the caravan on my way to with my man to take over this projects They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs And when he start to he like to ask, Who's next? At last, I'm literally loungin Sittin back, double digit thousand stacks See who got smoked, rumors was spread Last I I was dead
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we thats the life when your in the (ghetto) oh in the (ghetto) or in the (ghetto, ghetto) Thats the life ur in the (ghetto)oh in the (ghetto) or in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
(talking) a funny thing i kinda realized how powerful 2pac and i was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a dude yo i kno him we two people we waged a coastal beef but even tho we were going our drama i would never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no bac