Ghetto
Lyrics
I was born and raised in the ghetto
I was born and raised in the ghetto
I was born and raised in the ghetto
Listen to me
Far killed project 18 pound
Put it down that's the model
Regular
I know it's hidden in the gray labs
Visualize the shepherd and the green jets
I'm in the O.V. the cash
I know it's part of the green bags
Visualize the shepherd and the green jets
Wait until I get on the haters is gonna hate it
And miss young Chris
Brother listen to me
Listen to me
How do you make your pride in the ghetto?
How do you make your pride in the ghetto?
How do you make your pride in the ghetto?
We make pride in the ghetto by selling that cracks
Niggas make pride by busting the gang
Might stick a niggas up making a gap
So dirty bag game but we give them the stacks
Pride game better add to fame
Some sell to weed ain't no joke
Might sell anything as long as we got
So if we are getting that bread will you come for your dope
Raising with a brother might too for the pride
Violate the rolls until your family is
Get bread in the ghetto while we ducking the feds
To the ghetto got to his heads
Brother listen to me
Listen to me
How do you make your pride in the ghetto?
How do you make your pride in the ghetto?
How do you make your pride in the ghetto?
So we ask them stuff them in the black bags
Throw the off the window
Take care the rats in the ghetto
Slap the medal
Fat guys get like
Billed a when the gun
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
Feed one child and starve another
We like brothers
We came from the same
Fuck the same horrors
Spread that name on the same wall
If that's what it is
Then that's what it is
Die just to live
Show me the competition
Friends got lost
Writer(s): FAITH EVANS, MICHAEL SAULBERRY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, Missing Link Music
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