Текст песни Freeway f O. Sparks - You Don`t Know (In the Ghetto)
Freeway f O. Sparks - You Don`t Know (In the Ghetto) слова песни
*send corrections to typist[Intro][Female Singing] You don`t know[Freeway - talking] Whoo..on the grind, uh, so gangsta, don`t ya agree? uh[Female Singing] You don`t know[Freeway - talking] This just in case y`all dunno how it go down in the hoodFreeweezy here to break it down to ya[Verse 1 - Freeway]Tryna to survive in the hood everydayTakes, everything you work withEverything you got quickFrom the cops wyle off the productShow em what helped alot but I can`t get itI hugged the block, light an LLet my man hit it and ran with itSell it nixed to the popsHate to tell ya if he don`t get it from meThen he gon get it somewhere elseSometimes I would if I was somewhere elseMe and my man on the corner with two cratesPicture us rollin, somewhere elsePretendin to be pushin the V`sThen two fiends walked up to meBrought me back to realityHe want three and he want fiveBut my packed stash (why) cuz the cops act like I`m Lil` CeaseCrush on me, keep rollin byTryna to put the cuffs on my black ass literally[Chorus - Freeway] + (Female Singing)(You don`t know)How it is in the hood so Freeway bring the hood to your front porchMy niggaz duck court pour weed in the woodsSet up shop and move rocks on the front step(You don`t know)How it is in the ghetto the tech blow hear shots echoWe can`t let go, stuck on the blockStuck in the hood, street niggaz up to no good[Verse 2 - Freeway]No rules, no trees just alot in the pushMy ? in the house, read my mouthFuck the D`s got a pocket to pushSend fleas in the opposite wayQuarter to one guess I stop at the ?Gimme a grub, count up the profit I madeRule number oneSell your first stack and cop you a gunWe hear gun shots, we hardly amazedMy man Willie Mays and Santana live on the runWhat does it mean? not goin backNot gettin caged, strong with a gatPrepare for the raidListen Mothers, bodies still underagedYou better talk to your sonsSend em on a straight line from the linesAnd move straight to the penSleep with a blade, husky niggaz touchin they chinGet bailed, get out and then they at it againAll for the love of the pay[Chorus - Freeway] + (Female Singing)(You don`t know)How it is in the hood so Freeway bring the hood to your front porchMy niggaz duck court pour weed in the woodsSet up shop and move rocks on the front step(You don`t know)How it is in the ghetto the tech blow hear shots echoWe can`t let go, stuck on the blockStuck in the hood, street niggaz up to no good[Verse 3 - O. Sparks]Every since I don`t stop waist sideSparks had the ambition to rideO. Town play games but I need this chainGot me deep in the gameTo the point, yea coulnd`t get no rest, no sleepAll I did was hug the blockAnd shake the police while they shakin the bagAt age 18, like half a brick, crack got half the streetMost of my always call me "Snoop"Cause I couldn`t cook this shit thenSo I brought all my worst stylin fiendsRunnin back to the kid like "Sparks man, you sold me some bullshit"But I kept on pumpin cause the block kept on jumpinI`m not stoppin, I was told the sky`s the limitPlus I`m tryna to push the roadsAnd park the ?????And let you know what exactly takes places in the ghettoWhen techs blowWhen the cops circle, I know the bells like ?Run fast with that .38 special[Chorus - Freeway] + (Female Singing)(You don`t know)How it is in the hood so Freeway bring the hood to your front porchMy niggaz duck court pour weed in the woodsSet up shop and sell rocks on the front step(You don`t know)How it is in the ghetto the tech blow hear shots echoWe can`t let go, stuck on the blockStuck in the hood, street niggaz up to no good(You don`t know)