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Ghetto Rich

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Жанры : rap hip-hop dirty south southern rap hip hop

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[Polow Da Don]

Shit, we tryna get it for real... OH! Rich Boy! You niggas

better get focused... Get money muthafucka! Get money muthafucka!

[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]

Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raised

Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin` them K`s

Heavy guns and dope boys harrassed by the police

Still gettin` pulled over and asked by the police

`Bama wasn`t made for a nigga to win

See the color of ya skin get`cha put in the pen

It`s real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and gone

Sendin` niggas to the pen or the funeral home

I be feelin` like the Lord`ll never answer me back

So I`m holdin` on my gat just in case they attack

Bullet holes in ya house`ll make it hard to sleep

Ya see the fiends on the street want the hard for cheap

`Lotta niggas doin` life from undercovers and fake friends

It`s real how them penitetiary bars`ll break men

Niggas doin` life from undercovers and fake friends

It`s real how them penitetiary bars`ll break men

[Chorus - John Legend]

It`s where ya live, it`s where ya play

It`s where ya learn, ya favorite slang

Your world is, ghetto

It`s where I live, it`s where I`m from

It`s where ya had, to tote your gun

Your world is, ghetto

[Verse 2 - Rich Boy]

Can`t explain how I feel growin` up in the gum

Told my mama that I love her put nobody above her

Doin` crimes, a hard time for food on the plate

Know a couple of niggas ain`t never comin` out the gate

Movin` weight the only thing them street niggas know

Servin` thangs at school, they never teach `em, don`t show

But a .44`ll get`cha money fast from robbin`

Do or die situation when ya tired and stavin`

Government`d never send me a dime for school

So I went and started workin` like my nine my tool

I`m a leader for the south, pa, open ya ears

Young kids where I`m from wear permanent tears

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Rich Boy]

I`m a product of the block, watch the fiends come back

Got a couple white packs, `cause they fiend for that

Early five in the mornin` pigs showin` they badge

Real niggas in the street still showin` they rags

Speedbumps in the road start slwoin` me down

See them fake niggas actin` like they know me now

Got a chance to advance so I`m makin` my move

Couple people still thankin` they got somethin` to prove

Pay the card for the south, yeah the hood my home

Told my mama I`mma leave the dope game alone

On my knees every night conversatin` wit` God

Niggas dyin` everyday `cause they wanna be hard

Still totin` my piece `cause it ain`t nothin` like the movies

I`m wearin` my vest in case they hit me wit` the uzi

Even if I take a trip around the world and back

I`m representin` for the hoods, where they feel me at

[Chorus]

[Bridge - Polow da Don]

Throw `em up if you know what the hood like

Throw `em up if you lookin` for that good life

Throw `em up if ya... ghetto life

Shit

[John Legends ad-libs and music out]

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