Текст песни Too Short - The Ghetto
Too Short - The Ghetto слова песни
Talking bout the ghetto...funky funky ghettoTrying to survive, trying to stay aliveChorus:The ghettoThe ghetto(talking bout the ghetto)The ghettoThe ghetto(funk funky ghetto)Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned outDope fiends die with a pipe in their mouthsOld school buddies not doing it rightEvery day its the sameAnd its the same every nightI wouldnt shoot you bro but Id shoot that foolIf he played me close and tried to test my coolEvery day I wonder just how Ill dieOnly thing I know is how to surviveTheres only one rule in the real worldAnd thats to take care of you, only you and yoursKeep dealing with the hard times day after dayMight deal me some dope but then crime dont payBlack man tried to break into my house againThought he got off early doing time in the penEven though my brothers do me just like thatI get a lot of love so Im giving it back to the...ChorusSo just peep the game and dont call it crapCause to me, life is one hard rapEven though my sister smoked crack cocaineShe was nine months pregnant, aint nothing changed600 million on a footbal teamAnd her baby dies just like a dope fiendThe story I tell is so incompleteFive kids in the house and no food to eatDont look at me and dont ask me whyMamas next door getting highEven though shes got five mouths to feedShes rather spend her money on a h-i-tI always tell the truth about things like thisI wonder if the mayor overlooked that listInstead of adding to the task force send some helpWaiting on him Id better help myselfHousing authority and the o.p.d.All these guns just to handle me in the...ChorusEven though they put us down and call us animalsWe make real big banks and buy brand new clothesDrive fancy cars, make love to starsNever really saying just who we areWe use alias names like too $hortSell you stuff you might kill forYoung kids grow up and thats all they knowDidnt teach him in school now hes slangin dopeOnly thing he knows is how to surviveBut will he kill another brother before he dies? In the ghetto, you keep one eye openAll day long, just hoping and hopingYou can pay your bills and not drink too muchThen the problems of life youll be throwing upLike me, but you dont seeTen years from now, where will you be? ChorusSo much game in a too $hort rapBlacks cant be white and whites cant be blackWhy you wanna act like someone else? All you gotta do is just be yourselfWere all the same color underneathShort dogs in the house youd better listen to meNever be ashamed of what you areProud to be black stand tall at heartEven though some people give you no respectBe intelligent, when you put em in checkCause when youre ignorant, you get treated that wayAnd when they throw you in jail you got nothing to saySo if you dont listen its not my faultIll be getting paid while youll be paying the costSitting in the jailhouse running your mouthWhile me and my peoples try to get outChorus