Lyrics:
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
life
I'm talking 'bout this ghetto life
Up in this ghetto life
Yeah needles in the streets by abandoned buildings
There's not a place safe for these
on each other, ah ha
From one lover to another, ah ha
Oh baby alright
Ghetto superstar superstar that is what you are
Coming from afar reaching for
nickname afta dat is money
Let mi give dem di whole story, yeah, ya, ya
As a juvenile in di ghetto were growin' up
Their big guns wanted boy have
catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into
catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into
my posture
I stand up and I stand by her, what?
I am a freedom fighter
The name that history wrote
And even through disaster
Eye of the tiger
Saved by the blood, he might leak down a miracle
Gotta be the-
I know the black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto
Black blood, keep
Lifestyles of a ghetto child
Lifestyles of a ghetto
Lifestyles of a ghetto child
Lifestyles of a ghetto
Lifestyles of a ghetto child
Lifestyles
eyes.
Satan got you by the heel, there's a bird's nest in your hair.
Do you have any faith at all? Do you have any love to share?
The way that you
shit the game ain't fair-a lot of ya'll never come back to the(ghetto)
'cause ya'll greedy ass fuck
niggaz don't take care of they kids they'd rather by
Welcome to the ghetto
Ghetto starts and mob cars
With bullet holes in it
Niggas shot up and scarred
But still living, driven by the game it'self
To stay
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
There's your ticket out the ghetto
Take flight right here
Sell me you go bye bye here, " damn!
There's a different set of rules
We abide by here
You need
a disrespectful way
But Columbine happens in the ghetto every day
When the shit goes down why'all ain't got nothing to say
He kicked the old lady's door in,
always Inna home
Ghetto babe unu ah di one me feel love
You are the first pon di look good row
The second nuh fe stay by your side y'know
The third one me
I'm hood, I'm so hood
I'm ghetto like a motherfucker
I'm hood, I'm so hood
I'm ghetto like a motherfucker
I had a five hundred bags, 14 grams
my posture
I stand up and I stand by her, what?
I am a freedom fighter
The name that history wrote
And even through disaster
Eye of the tiger
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
looters, boosters, and ghettos poppin'
King of the past, present, future, my ancestors watching
King of the culture, king of the soldiers, king
folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this
Game
like you
[Chorus:]
[Babyface]
Yo' get her love and much respect
Even if she's got man
Ghetto, player you must understand
That's you baby's momma
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
Take it back from the ghetto Take it back from the ghetto
Word up Minotaur,
yoh Introducing my man Aroma the sweet flavor
yeah my man Chizzy Mic and this
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