In the Ghetto

Yeeeeah<br><br>[Hook: Russell Lee - 2x]<br>In the ghetto, I`m living in a ghetto world<br>In the ghetto (in the ghetto), it`s a struggle but I gotta maintain<br><br>[Trae]<br>Welcome to the ghetto, where forever be the same<br>Hard times, got my people unable to maintain<br>Everytime I look around, it`s somebody doing bad<br>That`ll put you in the grave, for som`ing they never had<br>Everyday in the hood, it be the same thang<br>Poverty running my people, so they love pain<br>And I don`t know if it`s wrong, but still I know it ain`t right<br>I seen a lot of people die, in the street life<br>The other day it hit my heart, when I watch the news<br>A lil` girl got killed, while she was `sleep in her room<br>And she ain`t deserve to die, cause that`s a kid dog<br>Them niggaz took the life, that she ain`t get to live at all<br>Sometimes I wanna help the ghetto, but it ain`t gon do a thang<br>Cause I know that they ignant, and that`s a god damn shame<br>It`s an everyday task, trying to live a good life<br>Inside of the ghetto, where everybody be shife<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>[Yung Redd]<br>Welcome to the South, niggaz ain`t sleep at all<br>Ery`body out on the block, stay ducking them laws<br>A couple niggaz on parole, hustling by the sto`<br>I`m telling that ain`t the way to go, play your role<br>But you don`t hear me though, this what I`m living fo`<br>Hustle till I get mine, grind cause I need mo`<br>Shots release, too late for you to scream peace<br>This how it is in the street, leaving is obsolete<br>And still I maintain, seeing the same thang<br>Sometime I scream, my brain just looking for a change<br>But day in and day out, I move in and move out<br>Keep my bidness discrete, I`m on a paper route<br>I wasn`t broke for nothing, still I was learning some`ing<br>If you ain`t been through nothing, then you ain`t seen nothing<br>This how it really is, around my way<br>Where anybody can get it, anytime of the day<br><br>[Lil Boss]<br>I analyze the block, babies are running round with glocks<br>Dope in they socks, can`t skip hot so fuck the cops<br>Moving from crumbs to bricks, nigga these slums are thick<br>I try to tell my lil` niggaz, but they think they slick<br>These white folks don`t play, they gon hot your way<br>They try to give you twenty years, just for living the wrong way<br>And who`s to say now-a-day, right from wrong<br>They ain`t living how we live, so they can`t get in my zone<br>We get chased home for stones, and laws wanna break our bones<br>In places in and out a high cell, to roam<br>And that`s prolly the reason, we going crazy<br>Pissed at poverty, cause the system trying to fade me<br>Lately, I`ve been trying to stay out of trouble<br>But it`s hard to stop from copping, the sack and flipping the double<br>Don`t catch the wrong route, when you on that Metro<br>There`s a sign in front of the hood, that says Welcome To the Ghetto<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>[Spice 1]<br>I wonder, if heaven got a ghetto<br>But b-burning down the b-block, I put the petal to the medal<br>Running with my cousins in Texas, Lil` Cross and Big Money<br>My nigga Trae and Lil` Joe, nigga all action<br>In the ghetto, I`ve been riding through the hood for years<br>And ain`t a damn thang changed, mama still shedding tears<br>Niggaz fresh out the Penn, some niggaz just going in<br>Some niggaz gon run and stutter, turning they self in<br>Never seen a black man, flying dope on a plane<br>But they lock us up for it, shackle us with chains<br>Welcome to the ghetto, ghetto starts and mob cars<br>With bullet holes in it, niggaz shot up and scarred<br>But still living, driven by the game itself<br>To stay alive in these cold streets, mashing for wealth<br>Up in this ghetto, O.G.`s P`s and C`s<br>Thugs, pimps, playas hit the 6-4`s or 3`s<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>(Russell Lee)<br>Yeeeah, ghetto ghetto life<br>Of mii-ine, li-li-li-life life (welcome to the ghetto)