Lyrics:
asking
Diamonds are forever, I'm a ghetto bastard
Got my level, pass it, push the metal, let the Devil have it
I'ma be a legend if I die today
Sneakers
will die before
They ever recoup that shit
Still we coup this whip
You really want that notorious film? You
Best record like 2Pac did
(Daily Duppy 32
the government can't stand us
Running from the police
Let me proceed
A letter to the pen
Respect to my OGs
I keep saying
Fuck the music in my radio
2pac
ladies
BIG or Small, I put it in your Bush, Babees
MC's don't Breed cause we keep a 2Pac
G like Craig and in your ear like Mack
So don't be an Outkast,
the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto
fifty cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I
that is heaven
None of us can run from the truth
Oh yes
To war with who me dwell
To I man that is hell
Can't live so fi Ghetto Youths
I
sex?
I pass by, can't hold back tears inside
'Cause Lord knows, for years I tried
And all the other people on
My block hate your guts
Then you wonder why
pass by, can't hold back tears inside
'Cause Lord knows, for years I tried
And all the other people on my block hate your guts
Then you wonder why
a n**** goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a n**** goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
if I'm wrong alone & if I'm long gone
I wonder if heaven gotta ghetto?
I wonder if heaven gotta ghetto?
I wonder if heaven gotta ghetto?
I wonder if
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
wir probieren's
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
Ob es ein Ghetto gibt, ob es einen Platz da gibt
Entschuldigung Mama, womit hast du das verdient?
a nigga goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
[Chorus]
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I
wir probieren's
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
Ob es ein Ghetto gibt, ob es einen Platz da gibt
Entschuldigung Mama, womit hast du das verdient?
they feelings
I got advice from my father, all he told me was this
Niggas, get off your ass if you plan to be rich
There's ten rules to the game, but
of the hood, that says Welcome To the Ghetto
[Hook: x 2]
[Spice 1]
I wonder, if heaven got a ghetto
But be -burning down the be -block, I put the petal
get better when them chariots swing low to come and get me
I wonder if heaven gotta west side do it gotta liquor store
Do it got roads full of gold
Do
lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
a fuck
That same mentality that told my brother not to duck
In actuality it's a trip how we trip off of colors
I wonder if I'll ever discover
A passion
blame daddy 'cause he left me?
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?
I wonder when they kill me
Is there a Heaven for a real G?
Lord forgive me if you
[Chorus: I wonder if heaven got a ghetto (4X)]
I was raised, the little young nigga doin bad shit
Talk much shit cause I never had shit
I could
Gotta Gotta Gotta
Gotta get up out this Ghetto Ghetto
Wish I could take away, whatever and addiction and hurt
That got the women selling
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