Текст песни Trae f Yung Redd, Spice 1, Russell Lee, - In the Ghetto
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Yeeeeah[Hook: Russell Lee - 2x]In the ghetto, I`m living in a ghetto worldIn the ghetto (in the ghetto), it`s a struggle but I gotta maintain[Trae]Welcome to the ghetto, where forever be the sameHard times, got my people unable to maintainEverytime I look around, it`s somebody doing badThat`ll put you in the grave, for som`ing they never hadEveryday in the hood, it be the same thangPoverty running my people, so they love painAnd I don`t know if it`s wrong, but still I know it ain`t rightI seen a lot of people die, in the street lifeThe other day it hit my heart, when I watch the newsA lil` girl got killed, while she was `sleep in her roomAnd she ain`t deserve to die, cause that`s a kid dogThem niggaz took the life, that she ain`t get to live at allSometimes I wanna help the ghetto, but it ain`t gon do a thangCause I know that they ignant, and that`s a god damn shameIt`s an everyday task, trying to live a good lifeInside of the ghetto, where everybody be shife[Hook - 2x][Yung Redd]Welcome to the South, niggaz ain`t sleep at allEry`body out on the block, stay ducking them lawsA couple niggaz on parole, hustling by the sto`I`m telling that ain`t the way to go, play your roleBut you don`t hear me though, this what I`m living fo`Hustle till I get mine, grind cause I need mo`Shots release, too late for you to scream peaceThis how it is in the street, leaving is obsoleteAnd still I maintain, seeing the same thangSometime I scream, my brain just looking for a changeBut day in and day out, I move in and move outKeep my bidness discrete, I`m on a paper routeI wasn`t broke for nothing, still I was learning some`ingIf you ain`t been through nothing, then you ain`t seen nothingThis how it really is, around my wayWhere anybody can get it, anytime of the day[Lil Boss]I analyze the block, babies are running round with glocksDope in they socks, can`t skip hot so fuck the copsMoving from crumbs to bricks, nigga these slums are thickI try to tell my lil` niggaz, but they think they slickThese white folks don`t play, they gon hot your wayThey try to give you twenty years, just for living the wrong wayAnd who`s to say now-a-day, right from wrongThey ain`t living how we live, so they can`t get in my zoneWe get chased home for stones, and laws wanna break our bonesIn places in and out a high cell, to roamAnd that`s prolly the reason, we going crazyPissed at poverty, cause the system trying to fade meLately, I`ve been trying to stay out of troubleBut it`s hard to stop from copping, the sack and flipping the doubleDon`t catch the wrong route, when you on that MetroThere`s a sign in front of the hood, that says Welcome To the Ghetto[Hook - 2x][Spice 1]I wonder, if heaven got a ghettoBut b-burning down the b-block, I put the petal to the medalRunning with my cousins in Texas, Lil` Cross and Big MoneyMy nigga Trae and Lil` Joe, nigga all actionIn the ghetto, I`ve been riding through the hood for yearsAnd ain`t a damn thang changed, mama still shedding tearsNiggaz fresh out the Penn, some niggaz just going inSome niggaz gon run and stutter, turning they self inNever seen a black man, flying dope on a planeBut they lock us up for it, shackle us with chainsWelcome to the ghetto, ghetto starts and mob carsWith bullet holes in it, niggaz shot up and scarredBut still living, driven by the game itselfTo stay alive in these cold streets, mashing for wealthUp in this ghetto, O.G.`s P`s and C`sThugs, pimps, playas hit the 6-4`s or 3`s[Hook - 2x](Russell Lee)Yeeeah, ghetto ghetto lifeOf mii-ine, li-li-li-life life (welcome to the ghetto)