Текст песни Dr. Dre - Lil` Ghetto Boy, слова песни Dr. Dre

Текст песни Dr. Dre - Lil` Ghetto Boy

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Wake up, jumped out my bed
Hung in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that they gave me
Dear God, I wonder can you save me
I`m only 18, so I`m a young buck
It`s a ride, if I don`t scrap, I`m getting stuck
But that`s the life of a G, I guess
Ese`s way deep, shanked two in they chest
Bests run `cause brothers is dropping quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another nigga
Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs
Getting a rep as a young hog
It ain`t nuttin like the street life
Betta be strapped wit yo clip, cuz ain`t no fist fight
So I guess I gots ta handle mine
Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time

Chorus:

Lil` ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What`cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility

Verse Two: Dr. Dre

Now, I`m `trolling the dove, sitting on swoll
27 years old, off on parole, stroll
I`m back up on my feet wit my mind on the money
That I`m making as soon as I touch the street
Things done changed but it`s alright
Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right
But it ain`t no thing to me
Cause now I`m what they call a loced-assed O.G.
The little homies from the hood wit grip
are the ones I get with cause I`m down to set-trip
Nigga, I`m bigger than you, so what`cha wanna do
Didn`t know we had a 22
Straight sitting behind his back
I`m grab his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground wit blood on my hands
I didn`t understand
How a nigga so young could bust a cap
I use to be the same way back
I guess that`s what I get (for what)
For trying to jack them little homies for they bread

Chorus

Verse Three: Snoop Doggy Dogg

Something for the real OG`s to get wit
Some facts, made our made, now you wanna run and play
Like every single day, really doe
You know me, I`m the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie
No need to be uncalm if you pack right
And learning just enuff to keep your sack right
Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo`
Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo`
Seven young G`s put they serve down
In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now
Not thinking about what`s really going on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone
I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me
But now I`m back at the pound
And we expose ways for the youth to survive
Some think it`s wrong but we tend to think it`s right
So make all them ends you can make
`Cause when you`re broke, you break, check it out
So ain`t no need for your mama to trip
`Cause you`s a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip

Chorus

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