Lyrics:
and everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this bitch
cause she's a dope fiend, she need emphetamine
but I'm the only motherfucker with the candy cream
now
was raised for the ghetto
I pray for the ghetto
Everyday for the ghetto
I was raised by concrete and gun metal
My my my
How time has flown by
God have lifted me so high
But I still have visions of old black men
Telling stories one by one
Around the barrels
and the ghetto queen comin' up the main
Switchin' four lanes, to the airplane
Sky high we fly when we roll by
On the down low, doin' my thang man
[Chorus]
(What you gon' play now?)
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco,
(What you gon' play now?)
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco,
at me, I'm fuckin' beautiful
Ghetto nigga, ghetto nigga
Exotic whips, exotic whips
Exotic clothes, exotic clothes
Exotic smoke, exotic smoke
Exotic
chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga
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
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me
Chasing them bands running them bands down on a mission for paper
Straight out the ghetto I dreamt in the ghetto of taking my mom to Jamaica
Let my
I need a crib too spacious
In a nice neighborhood where I got no neighbors
By the sea side so when the wind blow to my face I gotta taste true nature
the ghetto
Black blood, keep the sunshine, on your face, I know
Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto
Black blood, black blood
Black blood, make
fuck
Them fools
Gonna get to know me
Soy lil silent
From the ghetto gang
Click click
Fuck them fools
Bang bang
Windows start shattering
Putos start
a city that's so cold
By the tree families gather
With stories to be told
But let's remember always
As the holiday bells chime
Christmas in the ghetto
Whiskey bottle by his hand
Women run off with another man
Man lies dying in the hall
Nobody gives a damn at all
In the ghetto
The ghetto of love
the ghetto's did to me (Baby)
And when you finish running the streets
I'll be the only one that you gonna run to
Just getting paper and ducking police
Look
from the truth
Oh yes
To war with who me dwell
To I man that is hell
Can't live so fi Ghetto Youths
To see love amongst my friends to Sizzla
Mr. Mixx:
Ghetto Style Dee-Jays!
{Don't touch that stereo!}
{Ghetto} {Bass}
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
What's up, party people, we're back again
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
killer thug Life
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
Labelled as a cop killer
The rules of the street I'm living by
It ain't no rules, so niggas got
society divided by nothing but money, hello
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
Babies is dying in the ghetto
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