Lyrics:
outfits
Got my own housing
Right by the mountains
By the pool lounging
Ya ya
I’m lookin so bouji but I’m feelin so ghetto
I forgot to say hello (hi
Dipset, as we proceed what have we here?
Take that, take that, it's 0-9 muthafucka
One thing to do get money muthafucka
I pulled off like na, na
There was an old man
Who lived by the sea
Who said: "Son, you've fallen in love"
He could tell by the way
I sang every day
And he knew I'd
path but every man weeps ill never sign my
Name in blood and yeah you heard it first from me
They say every mans defined by his actions a pictures
[Chorus]
Leave my heart to the ghetto,
Rubber bands stuffed all in up, oh yeah, oh yeah.
Get money (get money), that's the motto,
Hustle all
[Chorus: Dre]
Leave my heart to the ghetto, rubberbands stuffed all in up, o yeahhh, o yeahh.
Get money (get money), dats the motto, hustle allday
my life
Cause I'm avoiding you at every sight
I found you by accident
But you still corrupted me
You don't care who your victims are
You just look for
Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year
Girls and boys full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin' baked
To be
on fire
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire
Running from the sun by day it's become quite obvious
To the people surrounding me I'm the wildest
biorę jak zbir
Bo i tak skończymy tak samo, gdy przysypie nocą nas żwir
Korzenie mam tutaj, wciąż liczy się utarg
Moi ludzie jak Wu-Tang, Ghetto Music
love in the ghetto every aboki suppose carry im kettle
Demma hating in the ghetto but remember Jesus die in the ghetto
Zero love in the ghetto every
Na slayers
Don't play, I coach an' pick players
In Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked an' stolen
Step back, I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'
Ghetto
it's by Your favour
Na You do am for me...
I was in the ghetto have no where to go but You gave me shoulders
i was Down on my knees praying to You
[Verse 1: Anybody Killa]
They call me ghetto neighbor, I don't give a fuck
Sounds bumpin' all night, steadily wakin' you up
Homies bangin'
Man, man look up at the sky
All the stars man the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at 'em
Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Comin' from afar
say no be by power or by might now na
We de pray for grace
We de pray for grace o
Make the hustle pay
Many things I do see for this life na na
Show me
and night
Doing the freestyle on every beat
So when I get to the ghetto
Baby love is helping me to wrap the choko
Fresh and green it's driving me loco
Burning
(gone)
Don't fuck with phonies cause
They get you killed (ah ah)
My testimony's every bitter real
(thats right)
Don't run up on me cause I'm gripping steel
Ghetto boy don't play no games
Every day and every night me den ma gees ey
We dey trap every time for the kudi
Y3n lifestyle Wei y3 movie
Ghetto boy
fall down for no lie
Every day I hustle tryna make it out the hood, but in this life it's never easy where the struggle's understood
Ghetto love story we
Yeaahhhh!!! Aaaahhhhh! ghetto Yutes
Every ghetto yute wah rich
Every ghetto yute wah rich
But we nah move funny fi di money
No we nah switch
Weh we
I transferred soul in the wishing well
Bad data statics
Cradles turn into drug addicts
Mixin' flow like goddamn mathematics
Every time I seen racism
go
Na the prayer We Dey pray
Everyday When We Dey for Ghetto
Overcome every single silo
You know the way the thing go
We say a PRAYER, common cava
Say
Hip-hop is the fix, or else, we be gone
People thought they canned it, rap is not by bandits
Digable Planets got it, goin' on
Everywhere, every every
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