A young hog in the hood chase, smile on his face Havin' fun 'cuz it ain't nothin' like this and you don't wanna race I got the new ones on And we can run the corner to the Newman's home
And that we goin' go raid the plum tree And stick ball down where bos be Mom's got the door open bumpin' Gaye Let's get it on all day
At I pray, Lord, just let me make it And if I die before I my soul, you take it Never it
My older brother taught me And sometimes even let the young hang As a loc, my only duty was to And pass it on to my and closest folks All friends I knew about it as a I proud have you ever seen a ghetto smile?
In the ghetto there's a smile roamin' through the Why don't the homies for me? Ghetto, hey, yeah In the ghetto a smile roamin' through the streets Why don't the homies for me? Ghetto, hey
I'm at the junior high actin' bad at the The slow jam got me with a woody in my And baby with me, her Momma used to me And back then she was just plain old
But it seems like she done grown Jeans fitting and her perm gotta hella Would I be if I whisper and take her down And maybe house sitter with her like the Pound
It's down about now in the Northern Bay The put it down and make they pay Flip a 68 'stang the blew out braids The homey in the hood ridin' on thangs
And as I peep it thangs have got a deeper And and their Momma done bought a beeper And then they post on the lake gettin' loose and You know the scene it's the smile
In the ghetto there's a smile roamin' through the Why don't the smile for me? Ghetto, hey, yeah In the ghetto there's a smile roamin' through the Why don't the smile for me? Ghetto, hey
At 18 I graduated and now I'm time for the dog to get his own bone I left got a condo out on Quail ridge And like a is how this young playa live
Swimmin' in the pool with my dope to roll Wasn't trippin' off nathin' we was all Hillside in the house and we gettin' Freestylin' on my neighbor's nerves
I love the hood so everyday I'm back to And swoop the young so that they can through and kick it And peep the game as I did as a kid And watch the savage get his cabbage and his bid
And even though we we still remain game tight Handle and always open for forgiveness It nothin' like a homey you ain't seen in awhile So when you meet him greet him with that ghetto
In the ghetto there's a smile roamin' the streets Why don't the homies smile for me? In the there's a smile, oh All the smiles for me, ghetto
There's a in the sky, ghetto in the sky But all the smile for me, ghetto The ghetto smile, the ghetto smile for me And the ghetto for me