Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Memories, artist - Afroman. Album song Afroholic...The Even Better Times, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hungry Hustler
Song language: English
Ghetto Memories |
Gotta do one song for the hood |
This going out to all my homeboys |
Ya know what I’saying |
All my balling homeboys |
Ya know what I’saying |
Up in the hills (ghetto memories) |
Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces |
You know, doing good |
It’s lonely at the top |
And if you get to thinking, heh |
You get those (ghetto memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) |
I hop out my car and stroll brotha |
Afroman, young soul brotha |
Late night crack house deep off in the hood |
We kick it outside cause the weather feel good |
Stereo bumping in the living room |
Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom) |
Colt 45 got your boy on buzz |
But I ain’t going home, I’post in cuz (post in cuz) |
Take another swig, take another hit |
Talk to my man about some real deep shit |
Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!) |
Pulling to the side and selling the rock |
The block get slow about a quarter to four |
Spotlight po-po gets searched once more |
They searched me from the east, west, north and south |
I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth |
They take the handcuffs off and we get released |
Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys ЎҐpeace' |
Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove |
Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) |
My system be good off in my Fleetwood |
Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati |
At the red light, I stop and stall |
Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall |
Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale |
Brothas in handcuffs going to jail |
The light turn green and I starts to bail |
Dosing off cause I’drunk, high, sleepy as hell |
And as I ride, I just can’t hide |
My sense of pride, for where I reside |
I’proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto |
You know, stay alive in the ghetto |
Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto |
Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto |
I’out the ghetto |
But the ghetto is inside me Ghetto memories |
Memories (baby), of the ghetto |
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) |
Memories, of the ghetto |
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) |