| Gotta do one song for the hood
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| This going out to all my homeboys
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| Ya know what I’saying
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| All my balling homeboys
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| Ya know what I’saying
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| Up in the hills (ghetto memories)
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| Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces
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| You know, doing good
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| It’s lonely at the top
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| And if you get to thinking, heh
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| You get those (ghetto memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
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| I hop out my car and stroll brotha
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| Afroman, young soul brotha
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| Late night crack house deep off in the hood
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| We kick it outside cause the weather feel good
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| Stereo bumping in the living room
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| Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom)
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| Colt 45 got your boy on buzz
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| But I ain’t going home, I’post in cuz (post in cuz)
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| Take another swig, take another hit
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| Talk to my man about some real deep shit
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| Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!)
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| Pulling to the side and selling the rock
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| The block get slow about a quarter to four
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| Spotlight po-po gets searched once more
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| They searched me from the east, west, north and south
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| I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth
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| They take the handcuffs off and we get released
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| Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys ЎҐpeace'
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| Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove
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| Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
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| My system be good off in my Fleetwood
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| Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati
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| At the red light, I stop and stall
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| Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall
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| Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale
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| Brothas in handcuffs going to jail
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| The light turn green and I starts to bail
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| Dosing off cause I’drunk, high, sleepy as hell
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| And as I ride, I just can’t hide
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| My sense of pride, for where I reside
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| I’proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto
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| You know, stay alive in the ghetto
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| Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto
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| Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto
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| I’out the ghetto
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| But the ghetto is inside me Ghetto memories
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| Memories (baby), of the ghetto
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| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
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| Memories, of the ghetto
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| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto Memories , by - Afroman. Song from the album Afroholic...The Even Better Times, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп