Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Boys, artist - Fred The Godson. Date of issue: 05.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ghetto Boys |
| I was raised by my mama |
| Then I was raised by niggas who raised the lama |
| Gauge in a leather bomber, we engaging drama |
| Death is coming, eat you alive, this Jeffrey Dama |
| They wanted me to finish the board of education |
| I dropped out, I was bored of education |
| Money caught my interest, slinging on the benches |
| Papi gave me peer, I’m giving customers that vintage |
| My men got sisters, they gave em a half a dozen |
| The Ave out here buggin with magnums they out here slugging |
| I’m out here hoodied up, champion of pony top |
| Picture while the corner pop, I’m out here with you on the block |
| I’m watching the transaction, |
| We breaking down every kilogram, gram stacking |
| I thank God they letting my people go |
| Welcome home all |
| I grew up around them ghetto boys |
| I grew up in the ghetto so from the get go |
| You know we had to get dough |
| Shots rain, get low |
| My uncle just wasn’t quick enough |
| It was spring of april, that’s when they hit him up |
| He was throwing up blood on my shirt |
| I had to snob staring at his hurts |
| Just got taken for what it’s worth |
| I grew up around killers |
| The block was a casino, I grew up around dealers |
| You know why street niggas think different |
| You know these clips will make you jump niggas think griffin |
| The 50 is in the whip, that’s how we grippin |
| Lord knows for the bullshit, this Scotty Pimpin |
| We still in the cut slinging |
| And we got it for the load, this is my upbringing |
| They letting my people go, thank God |
| Welcome home bra |
| I grew up around them ghetto boys |