Ghetto Smile

<br>A young hog in the hood playin` chase<br><br>Smile on his face<br><br>Havin` fun `cuz it ain`t nothin` like this place<br><br>And you don`t wanna race<br><br>Fool I got the new ones on<br><br>And we can run from the corner to the Newman`s home<br><br>And after that we goin` go raid the plum tree<br><br>And stick ball down where those bos be<br><br>Mom`s got the door open bumpin` Marvin Gaye<br><br>Let`s get it on all day everyday<br><br>At night I pray<br><br>Lord just let me make it<br><br>And if I die before I wake then my soul you take it<br><br>Never fake it<br><br>My older brother taught me game<br><br>And sometimes even let the young soldier hang<br><br>As a loc<br><br>My only duty was to soak<br><br>And pass it on to my comrads and closest folks<br><br>All friends I knew about it as a child<br><br>I stood proud have you ever seen a ghetto smile?<br><br> <br><br>I`m at the junior high actin` bad at the dance<br><br>The slow jam got me with a woody in my pants<br><br>And my baby with me<br><br>Her momma used to babysit me<br><br>And back then she was just plain old pretty<br><br>But nowadays it seems that she done grown<br><br>Jeans fitting and her perm gotta hella long<br><br>Would I be wrong if I whisper and take her down<br><br>And maybe play housesitter with her like the Pound<br><br>It`s goin` down about now in the Northern Bay<br><br>The OG`s put it down and make they pay<br><br>Flip a 6-8 `stang with the blew out braids<br><br>The only homey in the hood ridin` on thangs<br><br>And as I peep it thangs have got a little deeper<br><br>And everybody and their momma done bought a beeper<br><br>And then they post on the lake gettin` loose and wild<br><br>You know the scene it`s the ghetto smile<br><br> <br><br>At 18 I graduated and now I`m grown<br><br>About time for the dog to get his own bone<br><br>I left home got a condo out on Quailridge<br><br>And like a king is how this young playa live<br><br>Swimmin` parties in the pool with my dope to roll<br><br>Wasn`t trippin` off nathin` we was all folks<br><br>Hillside in the house and we gettin` perved<br><br>Freestylin` gettin` on my neighbor`s nerves<br><br>I love the hood so everyday I`m back to visit<br><br>And swoop the young so that they can come through and kick it<br><br>And peep the game just as I did as a kid<br><br>And watch the savage get his cabbage and place his bid<br><br>And even though we fight we still remain game tight<br><br>Handle business and always open for fogiveness<br><br>It ain`t nothin` like a homey you ain`t seen in awhile<br><br>So when you meet him greet him with that ghetto smile