Good Ole Ghetto

Ha ha I know y'all can feel me on this one 'Cause I'm talking 'bout the ghetto Well, well, well, well, wel, oh yeah Feel me, come go with me I was about 13 as I recall Just a young whippersnapper playin' ball Tryin' to hang out with the homies after dark We use to slap box until the street lights come on And I can hear my mama yelling that it was time to come home But being young you know how hard it be was I can clearly remember all the other kids laughing at me Because I use to wear those hand me downs But if only they can see me now And every now and then I reminisce about it Well baby that's life as well you know When you come straight from the ghetto Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto Lookin' back as a kid again, hangin' in the hood again Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto 'Cause these are our sweet ghetto memories We ate ghetto food, we wore ghetto clothes Ended up being ghetto stars, driving our ghetto loads With a diamond in the back, sunroof top Diggin' in the scene with a gansta lean ooh Now I can clearly remember when it was cool To do the Hammer dance And everybody wore those pants But back then I just couldn't afford it And every now and then I reminisce about it But its all good in the hood you know Especially when your from the ghetto Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto Lookin' back as a kid again, hangin' in the hood again Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto 'Cause these are our sweet ghetto memories Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Talking 'bout the ghetto, talking 'bout the ghetto Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Talking 'bout the ghetto, talking 'bout the ghetto Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto Lookin' back as a kid again, hangin' in the hood again Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto 'Cause these are our sweet ghetto memories {Ha ha, yeah this song goes out to all my homies Who are locked up and all my homies who are passed away Rest in peace Ha yeah, yeah from the Goodfellas Family To you and yours, so ghetto} Hey yo, good ol' ghetto Hey yo, good ol' ghetto Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol' ghetto Lookin' back as a kid again, hangin' in the hood again