Текст песни Ali Vegas - From the Ghetto/Betrayal of a Thug 12"
Ali Vegas - From the Ghetto/Betrayal of a Thug 12" слова песни
* send corrections to the typistYeah, Yeah, Yeah, All My Ghetto Children, Com`onEven, With no type of moneyWe still, Gotz to make it happenNiggaz front, Then we get to scrappinLet em` know where ur from, I`m from the ghettoEven, With no type of moneyWe still, Gotz to make it happenNiggaz front, Then we get to scrappinLet em` know where ur from, I`m from the ghettoLet me come to explain, How life is hardly the sameIn the hood the baddest kids have the godliest namesSpider webs protect a large part of my frameMy moms bought me some ganesNow they young god is insaneWe party and hang, We load the car with them thangsSee it startin to vein, And make remarkable changeAnd ya`ll know for a fact, My flow is raw as crackI can go on tour in back and front of corner stores and rapsWatch the crowd applaud and clap, They can`t ignore this catI`m here to fill a void in rap, Ain`t no avoidin thatDream team give life the ????? checksI give ya my all, Nothin less or more than thatCom`on chops, Bring the chorus backHook 2xI`m from where they pop glocks and spit snubsGrew up next door to chop shops and strip clubsFor me life was hell, I was twice as frail Recievin ???? from jail, I was too nice to fill and sit inside a Rikkers cellBrothers fight after 2 nights, Imagine how lifers feelSittin in a place where minor few survive to tellI give ya my best, But still it aint good enoughNever rep the projects, My hood was just as toughI played basketball with, Recovered alkaholicsPlayed baseball with those that sold 8 ballsRap skills or crack skills, Whatever it take y`allPray to god the company dont see the roach on the wall (roach on the wall)HookI`ve got 2 of the illest flows, Around todaySo i can rap either way, Which way yall wantCheck it, Look, Com`onWith all the pain and scrutiny, It`s hard to maintain in 2GWe ??????????, Police is trained to shoot meGuess life is complicated, Wasn`t the type to conversate itEver since my cousin Fashion in 6, Got incarceratedOne love to all my villans down for lifeIn the ghetto you learn to count with dykesAnd run from jakes on mountain bikesWe scared on blown whites, But dont respect the housing typesWe sit on crates, And watch em slowly as they grabs the lightJust as they fear it allThey send my peers up north, If the top of the ????? is offShed tears to get em` offI rep for all my brothers caught in the jamUp north in the can, I know they keep forcin your handPlay your cards right, Ain`t no more livin off the landThen it`s back to dominos, I whistle at all kinds of hoesIf rhymes was clothes, I have ill designer flowsLike hilfiger and iceberg, Da ill nigga with trife wordsHook To Fade