Текст песни Ed O.G. and Da Bulldogs - Streets of the Ghetto
Ed O.G. and Da Bulldogs - Streets of the Ghetto слова песни
I pumped bomb on the calm, with no alarmand never thought that it would get to my momsBut when she found out, she made me take the pound outand get out with it, man I could forget itNow I`m stayin with this girl who got a kidby another nigga, whose crew is much biggerBut he don`t dig it cause his jim hat brokeBut she kept the baby, cause he pumps cokeNow her crib is the new weed spotto get the smoke or the choke, it was gettin mad hotThe next morning, while she was still sleepingI was creeping to Jenny, here`s a note, don`t sweat itForget it, cause it ain`t worth itI need to be alone when I`m goin under the surfaceNow I`m out to hit my workersTwo damn niggaz, and one Turkish white boywho got Southeast sewn upBusiness blowin up, and I`m still growin upOnly 17 and got my own cribAnd still learnin how to live on the streets of the ghetto The streets of the ghetto (3X)Now I got friends cause the G`s is comin inSkeezers comin in, and I`m still runnin in and outTaking care of biz on the blockI brought my crew, ten new Glocks.... just in case trouble knocksCause nowadays, we don`t boxI`m eighteen gettin mad green off the fiendsBrand new sneakers, a cut, and some jeansis what the businessman wears in the ghettothat makes the whitey petrolBut I still can`t let go, even though I`m makincrooked dough, the system is easy to beatAnd my shit`s still not completeBecause I`m on my way to my first keyThat was the biggest shit I ever bought GI ain`t gettin locked down, so I walk there, lock it upGot my first key, now it`s time to rock it upDon`t you know where it`s gonna go?Right out there... on the streets of the ghetto The streets of the ghetto (3X)Now I`m up to three keys, pounds of weed and sellin bundlesDistributin all three, to get all the fundzoesThe word around town is I`m the new Nino BrownTwenty years old, I like the way it`s goin downI got money to burn -- dropped out of schoolcause they couldn`t teach me what I needed to learnon how to earn big money, big moneyI got the fortune, and a crib where it`s sunnyBut like a dummy, I started gettin carelessTalkin on the phone, so DEA could hear thisDate transaction the time and the spotMy world crashed on me, when I got caughtNow I`m locked, with the niggaz that are trifeNo more money no more women for the rest of my lifeBe in a cell, goin through hellJust because you sell, they make sure I fell, oh wellNow I`m fitting, with fifty to goAnd I never see the streets of the ghetto no mo`