In the ghetto, you think life is Food and to' up cars to wall dirty orange carpet Sittin in a bucket, hopin you can it And ride to the liquor store Can't get a job get some more You stop trippin on dem stereotypes Cause in the ghetto there's a life We ain't starvin like Marvin, see no roach When ya wit the rich folks in the hood You're on leather watchin big screens by the dope fiends Smokin, and what about the brother wit the good money, and workin hard Bought a for his wife and kids Ya got one life to live Another brother got cocaine You his face, but don't know his name You know he got the mayn And sittin on a fat bank cars at his house in the driveway Benz so don't roll it just fly away 'Cause folks got money in the ghetto 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 that, way before you Was even born, get up from the down City for the black folks Say it loud in ya hot Man child in the promised I take you back to Slim And all the players that came him If you a everyday hustler, get money Cause they do to black man ain't funny All the tryin to put us the pen You get paroled and then they send you All the homies in the hood gettin You might have but the money stayed In the ghetto, it ain't all about Gettin paid all kinds of stuff rule on the streets is don't get caught Unless your hustle breakin the law And even rich folks got it good We sittin on 'em fat in the I'm on some gold ones Smokin dank and it's Ask them fools, cause they money in the ghetto
Hey hey hey whatcha got to say (There's in the ghetto) Hollywood! money in the ghetto
I got baby, just tell me the price 'Cause Short Dog ain't nuttin I always hit the town wit my boy Ben Spend fo', get an ounce of dank Rich nigga get relaxin If I bust a Ben get some Andrew Jacksons Five twenties for a hundred bill You know the math, make a deal On the one bill if you look on the front You the face of George Washington Make money baby, all I do how I know Thomas Jefferson is on the two Abraham got shot and died the slaves so they put him on the five And Hamilton, my old friend put his face on the front of the ten These are the dead, From the and they represent The American for the average minority Make money get some weed and a forty I'm on the livin like a king back watchin fifty inch screens Bounce to the Westside, hit the And spend my money in the
Hey hey hey whatcha got to say (They got in the ghetto) Hollywood! Havin money in the
if you can't say a rap, or play sports You might come up short And they always say the same be a gangster or a dopefiend Get high school diploma, go to college Get a degree and makin dollars Only one wrong, and it's a trip Inner city schools don't teach us Got us stuck on stupid, S.O.S Can't get nothin, but they payin the of them fools All the world in the other countries should be spendin that money right here In the state of You graduate and can't spell Dip to the and get rich Slangin rocks to a smoked out No school'll close to that A few transaction my pockets fat I a lot of money and it ain't no lie probably ball til the day I die And if I didn't, so I bet you I'd come up there's a whole lot of money in the ghetto yeah you know
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