In the ghetto, you life is hard Food and to' up cars Wall to wall dirty carpet Sittin in a bucket, hopin you can it And ride around to the liquor Can't get a job get drunk some You stop trippin on dem stereotypes Cause in the there's a good life We starvin like Marvin, won't see no roach When ya chill wit the rich folks in the sittin on leather watchin big screens Bought by the dope Smokin, and what about the brother wit the jobs Savin money, and hard Bought a house for his wife and Ya only got one life to Another got some cocaine You know his face, but know his name You he got the sack mayn And sittin on a fat bank Seven cars at his house in the Benz so don't roll it just fly away folks got money in the ghetto yeah you know
Hey hey hey whatcha got to say (There's in the ghetto) Hollywood! Havin in the ghetto
in the ghetto ain't nothin new It's been like that, way you Was even born, get up from the down Chocolate City for the black Say it loud in ya hot Man child in the land I take you back to Slim And all the players that before him If you a everyday hustler, get your Cause what do to black man ain't funny All the time to put us the pen You get paroled and then they send you All the homies in the hood paid You have left but the money stayed In the ghetto, it all about drugs Gettin doin all kinds of stuff Only rule on the streets is don't get Unless hustle ain't breakin the law And even rich folks got it good We on 'em fat in the hood I'm on some gold ones dank and it's potent Ask them fools, they know money in the ghetto
Hey hey hey got to say (There's money in the ghetto) Hollywood! Havin in the ghetto
I got money baby, tell me the price 'Cause Short Dog nuttin nice I always hit the wit my boy Ben Franklin Spend fo', get an of dank then Rich nigga get high If I bust a Ben Frank' get some Jacksons Five twenties for a dollar bill You know the math, make a deal On the one dollar if you look on the front You find the face of George Make baby, that's all I do That's how I Thomas Jefferson is on the two Abraham Lincoln got and died Freed the slaves so put him on the five And Hamilton, my old friend They put his face on the of the ten These are the dead, From the and they represent The American dream for the minority Make your money get weed and a forty I'm on the Eastside like a king Kick watchin fifty inch screens Bounce to the Westside, hit the And spend my money in the
Hey hey hey got to say (They got money in the ghetto) Hollywood! money in the ghetto
Nowadays if you say a rap, or play sports You might just come up And they always say the same Don't be a gangster or a Get your school diploma, go to college Get a and start makin dollars Only one thing wrong, and it's a Inner city don't teach us shit Got us on stupid, straight S.O.S Can't get nothin, but payin the rest of them fools All around the in the other countries They should be that money right here In the state of You and can't spell diploma Dip to the hood and get Slangin to a smoked out bitch No come close to that A few transaction my pockets fat I make a lot of money and it no lie I'll probably til the day I die And if I didn't, so I bet you I'd still up 'Cause there's a whole lot of money in the yeah you know
Hey hey hey got to say (They got money in the ghetto) Hollywood! Havin in the ghetto