Текст песни Dave Hollister - Good Ole Ghetto
Dave Hollister - Good Ole Ghetto слова песни
Ha Ha I know yall can feel me on this one cause I`mtalking bout the ghettoWell, well, well, well, well Oh yeahFeel me come go with meI was about 13 as I recall, just a young whippersnapperplayin` ball tryin` to hang out with the homies after darkWe use to slap box until the street lights come on and I can hear my mama yelling that it was time to come home butbeing young you know how hard it be was. I can clearly remember all the other kids laughing at mebecause I use to wear those hand me downs but if they canonly see me now, and evey now and then I reminisce about itwell baby thats 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 thatGood ole ghettoLookin` back as a kid again, hangin` in the hood againYo, hey yoGive me some of that, give me some of thatgood ole ghettoCause these are our sweet ghetto memoriesWe ate ghetto food, we wore ghetto clothes, ended upbeing ghetto stars, driving our ghetto loadsWith a diamond in the back, sunroof top, diggin in thescene with a gansta lean oohNow I can clearly remember when it was cool to do the "Hammer" dance and everybody wore those pants but backthen I just couldn`t afford it and every now and thenI reminisce about but its all good in the hood you knowespecially when your from the ghettoHey yo, hey yo Give me some of that, give me some of thatGood ole ghettoLookin` back as a kid again, hangin` in the hood againYo, hey yoGive me some of that, give me some of thatGood ole ghettoCause these are our sweet ghetto memoriesYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahyeah, yeah, yeahyeah, yeah, yeah,Talking bout the ghetto, talking bout the ghettoYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahyeah, yeah, yeahyeah, yeah, yeah,Talking bout the ghetto, talking bout the ghettoHey yo, hey yo Give me some of that, give me some of thatGood ole ghettoLookin` back as a kid again, hangin` in the hood againYo, hey yoGive me some of that, give me some of thatGood ole ghettoCause these are our sweet ghetto memoriesHa Ha, yeah this song goes out to all my homies thatare locked up and all my homies who are passed awayRest In Peace. Ha yeah, yeah from the Goodfellas Familyto you and yours. So ghetto