Lyrics:
to stand for your ghetto
The ghetto
I'm my momma baby girl
Born up in the city of no pity
Another reason why I grind hard
I go and get it
I go and get it
fight and no peace o
Is a Ghetto life that we living
Some people only get to live them life ina prison
Is a Ghetto Life that we living
Every day my
In da ghetto in da ghetto
The ghetto
In da ghetto in da ghetto
Now here's a 15 year old named Chris
A smart young man working hard for his shit
Most
know
Girl you out the ghetto
Better let'em know
Better let'em know
You out that G-H-E-T-T-O
You hold it down
And you never let them haters
Come around,
BIGTYUN
She say she wanna come by
She wanna be with me all night
Her baba won't let her come by
He no ready to fight the gangster
It aint
(Woman leave me be)
But you know how to get a spare key
(How to get a spare key)
I'm tryna be a better person now
(Girl you got me going to therapy)
it used to be
I'll be you, so that time will by
And I can't help but to think about you day and night boo
After the snow boo, it's me and you boo
Lookin for these better days
Better days, heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days
La música de Harry Fraud
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Young Jefe, holmes
Lil' ghetto kid
Lil' ghetto kid, lil' ghetto kid
Lil' ghetto kid, I'm a lil
of better thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, ha ha, check it
Santa Claus is coming straight to the ghetto
Now on the first day of Christmas, my
Curse the day of they birth confused, who's to be praised?
The mighty dollar -- or almighty Allah
I'm like the farmer, plantin words, people are seeds
it in the ghetto
In nah de ghetto
Party in the ghetto
Girl like hello
Go hard on the hoe
Just like Melo
Good type of fellow
Bad kinda ways
It's my day
To the best of my knowledge you need a better man
I could be the antidote
I can trust nothing girl will you have my back
Girl would you have my back
Orleans thing baby im a ball all day and im killin em)
[Hook - Akon:]
We been all around the world and haven't found a girl that compares to the ghetto
We
No superstition, just wise intuition
On the battle field get killed or do the killin
By the way my good luck charm is a bisquit
Ghetto soldier
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You
with this thug livin', will I escape prison?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance, and if you slang
Then you'd better
On the battle field get killed or do the killin
By the way my good luck charm is a bisquit
Ghetto soldier to the ended
[Akon:]
Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo
to have some fun
Oh listen - serious
She will make you change your mind
Let highbrow folks make ghetto jokes
And whisper when we walk by
A better love I'm
over the town with the irie sounds
That is coming from the TiLLted702 and BruhDy collaboration
Yah, na, na, na, na, Yah know, Bumbaclots, Yah
It's
to day, I'm hangin' out
Partyin' with girls that never die, you see I was
Pickin' on the small fries, my campaign tellin' lies
Was just spreadin' my love,
the ghetto
Uh- america
Pretty and ugly
Beautiful, bloody
You love me, america
Get shot witcha buddy by police
Fuck 12 every day in america
Good as the ghetto
could fly away
Too Meet you, I wish that I could fly away
It's by God's grace, I know you're in a better place
This for my Ghetto Angels (Ghetto Angels)
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