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dangerous for the fam
I got love for my ghetto bitch
But I ain't never wanna settle quick
Feel like niggas wanna get me clipped
This ain't how I'm tryna see

mentor no guidance just blinded by diamonds
Just living for rhyming forget my religion
For birds in the kitchen
My homie in prison I'm miss him
Pause
Shed

really mad at y'all
I would be salty too if you were me and when I woke up I was you
I'd be a fool but I was raised in the ghetto
I grew up when I was

the rest of people
I don’t need acception
Tryna’ help my family out by collecting concession
But ones throwing shots can’t stop me
Everything I do or wear, I

(Produced by my brother lazymax you know what the fuck goin on)
(Bow, Bow)
(Yea you already know a whole lotta gang shit boutta be goin on in this

Omega Supreme

DM & Jemini

Ghetto Pop Life

2003

"Funk soul, on deck
Prince of the ghetto
Omega supreme
Danger Mouse
We do it like this"

[Chorus]
"Sometimes I get the feeling
I got to put it on ya

gone feel what i'm saying
This Tha' Ghetto Poet aka LuhCam

All these niggas be hoes and I know it
My feelings be hurt but a nigga don't show
I was

Always Gon’ Be Ghetto, I’m Too Old Not To Be
You Know What I’m Saying, I Am Who I Am But
I Am Not Broke

I Been There, I Seen That, I Done That (Done It

typically we, we find that you're alone and by Yourself
Speak on that, would you?
If you love yourself then you don't need anyone
If you love yourself then

On a Sunday, I be listening to the ghetto nun in my headphones
And the blessings I'm receiving soon gon' be tenfold
Y'all still following trends from 2016, man,

went overseas
Crying to my sister I don’t wanna leave
Ghetto lifestyle the only life I know
Holding on my mama please don’t let me know
Packing up my

knew as toddlers
By sixteen schooled in scams and plaqas
I learned it from my dad I learned it from my gramps
My brother my uncle the Low life Ghetto

caught the signs of time will try to blind, all your ghetto dreams
Got plagues like AIDS, city full of dope fiends
Like K say, is there a better place for

of the ghetto, this street life militant
Out here starving and do anything to eat
No jobs so the youngsters reeking havoc on the streets
I just smoke a backwood

for us, so we always made for us
Grind, hustle, hustle, grind tryna get that paper up
Savage, ratchet, ghetto badkstard see just how they label us
They

Badd

Richard Cheese

The Sunny Side of the Moon: The Best of Richard Cheese

2006

sleepy
And believe me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment 
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it 
Body

my niggas first to blast
Whats beef when the barrel cock and flash call the task
Say them ghetto children killin for no reason mr. president
Why you

tickt
Die Pisser von Noisey haben im meinem Ghetto noch niemals gefilmt
Töte Keks mit der 4-7 und steige in den 6-3
AMG Vollausstattung, Junge wer,

The Game

Big Mike

Bone Instrumentals, Pt. 2

2008

a game in my vein

[Verse 1:  Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be

Fresh
In the flesh
Unimpressed by the rest
On my chest
I confess
Yall could guess
Lots to get
Off it fuck your politics
And fuck your clique
And fuck

Cause I'm the state representative, they passed me the torch
You caught the signs of time will try to blind, all your ghetto dreams
Got plagues like AIDS,

Schöneberg-Nightride
Jetzt ist Drive-by, alle Opfer rennen weit
Es geht um Fame, Kek, du Schwuchtel
Jetzt ist Payback
Heavy-Metal-Rap, neun Millimeter, Black
White
Wer

one on the payroll
Burning down the fucking gates spitting that fuego
Slums right by the burbs are mo states mo
Hungry niggas turn your fitted cap into

tortellini smokin' project pat to that ghetto greenie
If I let her in can't let her leave me that p got water that letter steamy
More a smoker you can keep