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of the ghetto, this street life militant
Out here starving and do anything to eat
No jobs so the youngsters reeking havoc on the streets
I just smoke a backwood

reading close to seven 0's
I carry first ajebutter from the ghetto
Na them brag pass but drag last bi ti Claro
Became a millionaire n'igba ti won sign mi

This is a ghetto gospel
Pure magic and we're real talk
Way too complicated for you motherfuckers
So we asked it so tragic and we're real talk
Balling

Hail Mary's
Take two showers and have a nigga rethink marriage 
She faked the don
The bitch came through with her locations on
Her mans was on 
His way

in your head
Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes open
We ride 4 deep and we trust no one
Heres the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man
We gonn'

[FRANCISCO]
No
I had to do it man
Official Remix
Detroit Stand up
Dj Z
No one on the corner got swagga like me
That can say they unsigned doing shows

them kpa
It’s a butty boy thing way I pull up in the Benz o
But I party like I grew up in the ghetto

Wild, like a place where there’s no church
I come

Come over if you thick
Stay home if you sick
I bought a whole pound and sell it by the ounce
I stack dividends baby, i'm a ghetto stockbroker
Bitch act

Aaaahh the familiar sounds of a man
Calling out from a van with blue and white stripes
I come from a city where sounds like these guide our strides

get the devil in me
Along the way I cut ties they ain't so happy with me
Had me in my heart like roc ghetto testimony
I then keep it so real but where

what I see
Look
I used to hustle
By the boulevard
You know them
Winters hard
Cold weather
Timbs on
Man you know the god
But I ain't never fold
Or ever

a niggar by the looks.
She don't need a money from a man.
Uthi ufuna indoda yangempela.
Ezokwazi kumniku thando.
Gang gang she not Bout that.
Uthi kimi I

cause she'll have you in the middle
Lives in clouds raised in the Ghetto
Nice ain't good enough todo lo quieres nuevo
Eye's to the skies for less she

been grinding I do it by choice
Perfect timing I came in the door
Wanted knowledge I went to the source
I know what I'm doing
It's never been nothing but

that's us
Just by the way we ROLLING in bottles of Moe we pouring it
Too much money to be made
So much money to be got
When they ask us why we did it
Did

to guarantee that we fail
Middle finger to cops
We disregarding authority
Obeying racist law sustains our inferiority
Ain't gaining nothin by remaining in line

sight of Jesus as he strolled on
And couldn't keep it in they had to shouted it out and told em
"There he go! The Lamb of God y'all Behold Um'!
John's

Still that dirty ghetto kid Gutta Block where I Live I'm like shaking a soda bout to pop in this bitch wooo
Game time I'm as clutch as it gets
Whoo
You

Trapped in my thoughts lately it's been kinda hard
Rest In Peace LB, man that shit there hurt my heart
Fuck these diamonds on wrist
How the fuck my

levels to this shit im where the ghetto is
Full jacket metal kids cash where my desert is
We in to sticking up dons for kilos
Chicken parmesan off pleasant

nonstop
We so high man yeah we aint scared of the drop
Lst by my side next to him issa opp
Blood on the carpet and it leaving stain
Shot at his head and it

level
Bitch I been hot like brew tea from the kettle
Think like a man only bitches gone settle
Fighting new demons to get out the ghetto
Hot as they come

the pharmacy and air it out
I walk by, n***** walk around
Love ya beats but that's not my sound
I get down with the sleep-arounds

Feel my aura, god is in

another plaque
Another million in the bank
Damn the man who sitting with his hand on his chin
Like bleach
I kick the scumbag off out d scene
Ya mean
Tripple