Текст песни Spice 1 - Welcome to The Ghetto
Spice 1 - Welcome to The Ghetto слова песни
Welcome to the ghetto(verse 1)Livin day by day in my hood on the spotSee the same old things:same dope fiends copsJust an average day in the streets of california5-0 find a young girl dead around the cornerMommies on her knees she had tears in her eyesAnd nobody knew why the young girl had to diePeople look ashamed its been life this fo yearsBloody sheets on her body face wet from her mamas tearsShe couldnta been over 4-5And if mommy wasnt based she would still be aliveBut now the street is a place you could be swallowed by deathBrothas takin each others livesAnd goin to rest in peaceI wonder if heaven got a ghettoMy cousin died last yearAnd I still cant let goI walk the streets of my city of my neighborhoodSeein dope fiends livin off can goods15 niggaz on the cornerAnd niggaz die young in california5-0 ll get a dope case and flaunt itHave your ass on "americas most wanted"But I dont slang or either gang-bangAnd though my old school homies do the same thangI still got love cause you gotta liveSo you can giveAnd raise a family gBut you gotta do your best slangin d-o-p-eSo keep a grip on yourself and stay mellowAnd welcome to the ghetto(welcome hard up with it to my life) ? ? (chorus) 4xWelcome to the ghetto(welcome hard up with it to my life)(verse 2)From across the seas comes cocaineBut you never seen a black man fly the planeLook at the a href="news:a">news:a /a> young black deathWas it drug related,take a guessI flash when I look in the mirror blackCause my reflection is a 9 millimeter gatI think about genocideAnd have thoughts of my homies who diedEverybody backstabbinBut I aint the one to talk Im into gafflinDeath gives a shit about your colorBut yet I see mo dead young brothasIm goin crazy out hereSeein 24 brothas die by the end of the yearAnd I still gotta deal with the 5-0And I stopped sellin dope in 9-0But if I came to itI probably still do itPut a nine in my draws get straight to itI hope that I never see the dayThat I get 20 years for a cakeB-k-a as a keySo open up the door for the mo moneyBut I aint gotta do that gCause Im down with the f-a to the c to the u to the l-t-yG-nut x-tra large and s-p-i-c-e make niggas feel like jelloAnd welcome to the ghetto(welcome hard up with it to my life)(chorus) 4xWelcome to the ghetto 7x