Текст песни Tru - The Ghetto is a Trap
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[Silkk]Just the other day my brother got killedits might be worse where you hang, but the projects where I liveI see my partners on the corner cold serving the dope fiendsI see no dreams, instead I see more fiendswhen Im on the cutter off than onefor every dollar I make the white folks make a hundredand I can understand why niggaz sell caincause every nigga got it good as the next manand white folks know that there will always be dopebecause they always have a kid that`s starving and brokeand now they wanna try to seize the crack and drug dealin`know that there will only lead to more and more killinga nigga got a steal deal with the fucking policeI dipped in my alias and tell them they don`t know mefor some strange reason they still take me intrying to get a nigga to do time in the penon the motherfucking murder weapon stanking identity (why is that?)cause they ghetto is a motherfucking trap[Big Ed/Master P]two marks got me out of the ghettobut the ghetto is where im fromwelcome to the ghetto, it`s a trapbut the ghetto is where I grow[C-Murder]Nigga as you know im c-murderkicking the funky shit that you never even heard ofIm talking `bout the motherfucking ghettowhere many punk bitches get killed hobut I dont give a fuck about that Gcause im rolling with a sick ass popsI met a kingpin said he want a kiI didn`t know he was the motherfucking policeI said fuck and kicked him in his kneesand got away cross the street in some treesI started laughing saying, "Damn, he done slacked up."little did I know they 50 done had backupall I heard was freezewith three bullets to my back I feel to my kneesI started screaming and cryingeverythang getting black, yo im dyingall I could rememberthought I always catch a bullet from a gang memberthe the ambulance came, paramedics asking me my motherfucking namedamn I almost chokedwith six fuckin` doctors sticking tubes down my throatbut through all of that I made itwhy I wanna I live man, I think im crazynow im going to the pen, but I dont give a fuck cause ill be out in 10all that shit cause im tired of eating scrapsthe ghetto is a trap[Big Ed/Master P]two marks got me out of the ghettobut the ghetto is where im fromwelcome to the ghetto, it`s a trapbut the ghetto is where I grow[Master P]Boom, Boom, Boom and im a gonnerbut im tripping on life cause 50 is right round the cornerand mama say boy pray, better be glad it wasn`t you that got blew awaykilled in the dope game, ill probably craft that on lifein the motherfucking dice game, cause in the game of life it has 1 rulewatch your ass, count your money, don`t be a fooland don`t fuck with a broke bitch, cause if you fuck with a brokebitch they get you in the fucking ditchso you can play the roll of a dummythink a bitch like you when a bitch really like your moneynow that don`t mean shit niggayou better sleep with one eye open, and keep you finger on the fuckingtrigger, or go out like Jack, Jack died in the projectsand Jill got another fucking nigga blackor you can go out like a clucker, and end up six feet deep motherfuckerand listen to what I say cause in the ghetto somebody else gets blowedaway, cause that has no age, smoked out dope fiends on themotherfucking rage, so I refuse to be caught not strappedwhen I walk into the ghetto, knowing the ghetto is a trap.