Lyrics:
is all overseen by my man will
As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see
the
Ghetto and eating in the
Ghetto oh sleeping in the
Ghetto (living)
Finding ways around the system
I´m just trynna get by
The government don't see
there ever be peace, or are we all just
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
And I know there'll never be peace (uh-uh)
That's why I keep my
den harde shitten baby kodein
Du spør meg om jeg får på ja penger gir meg stå nå
Ruller inn i Mosjøen by tar deg på en ghetto fantasi
Spruter dumpa
'Slummy Ghetto' (repeat)
Slummy Ghetto (Repeat)
Things are getting hard when I'm wearing my star in the ghetto.
Because of who we are yes my people
trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psycho maniac sick in his head
want to be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new
ghetto heaven
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens
here
[Master P]
Holla bloody mary lookin' eyes of the demon
when you see a thug like a G screamin'
I smoke green with the reaper
I'm from the ghetto
(Welcome back to the ghetto)
(Spice 1)
Still livin' day by day and thug niggas don't play
Niggas thirty years old still out here slangin' yay
Goin' dub for
Ghetto bird word
'Cause I keep the big choppas
No disrespect
Niggas killed big poppa
The Williams sista
Romeo from Steve Harvey
Got the drop
Get
for my people, yet we don't know why
They cuttin' sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat
And it's the children like thuggish minds turned out by
Let's go
Ghetto poetry thugged out conversations
Observe the way of our trials and tribulation
No hesitation, penetrating to get cash
In your bitches
[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
Whatever to keep mine winning
Ghetto guns for I'm still selling Lord, I'm trying to see a billion
You can't hit it with your eyes closed You'll get mossed up
[Chorus:]
Just another victim of the...victim of the ghetto
Just another victim, that's how it goes, ooh
Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all
Nigga set trippin', I ain't even banging
What
You know what I'm sayin'? Drive-bys and shit
Muthafuckas steelin' my shit, crackheads
I'm tired of this
If they don't call us by name they call us entrepreneurs
From the block to the board room, the hood to the high life
Skyscraper paper, baby, life in
got famous
Why did you leave?
If you was here, how would it be?
Oh, woah
I'm protected by these ghetto angels
Oh, woah
I'm protected by the hood
freedom, freedom
Talking about freedom, freedom, freedom
A ghetto is no place for children to grow
But you can find a ghetto everywhere you go
I heard Dr.
If they don't call us by name they call us entrepreneurs
From the block to the board room, the hood to the high life
Skyscraper paper, baby, life in
Ladies and gents
Turn up your sound system
To the Sound of Carlos Santana
And the G&B (it's The Product)
Ghetto Blues from the Refugee Gang
The place where he lives, God, he gives them names
The Hood, The Projects, The Ghetto, they are one and the same
And I call it "Soulsville" ah, yeah.
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
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