Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto Rain (feat. Master P & O' Dell) , by - Silkk The Shocker. Release date: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Ghetto Rain (feat. Master P & O' Dell) |
| Picture this, any man that hustle because like to is a fool. |
| Any man that hustle because he got to feed his family… |
| Thats a real man. |
| nyou see I hustle because I got feed me family |
| I got families to feed, I got feed my mama, |
| I got to feed big mama, I got to feed my cousin, |
| I got to feed my lil brother, I got to feed my sister, |
| I got to feed my kids, I got to feed my people. |
| The ghettos got me hustlin tryin to survive |
| The ghetts got me hustlin tryin to stay alive. |
| The ghetto get me hustlin tryin to survive, |
| And I know Im goin to hustle until the day I die. |
| Uugghh!!! |
| Its da black rain to da moon and tears that cause lies |
| See thats the way I felt when my lil brother died. |
| And some fools say it aint no justice |
| And other niggaz say it aint no peace |
| Thats why thugs help their on these projects and on these streets. |
| See my daddy made me a dealer |
| And my cousin made me killer. |
| See thats why everything we do, they gonna respect us and feel us And Im still tryin to understand why big daddy was with da rest |
| And my nephew on the last counter on da 14th down the car reck. |
| It aint muthafucker down on dope, on crack, or aids |
| And I see so many ghetto people go to jail |
| And live your life and die like slaves. |
| I got a relative on apeel doin 25 flat |
| On murder or ride nigga fuck it johnny cochran cant fight that. |
| And since Im black and Im rich |
| They see to overlook its me advise |
| First class niggaz tryin call da police tryin to book us. |
| Aint that a bitch, I done made millions |
| And still goin through a thang |
| Thats niggaz ask me p why the fuck you never change. |
| Its like Im rich and poor |
| I open the world and slang dop |
| Its the world changes knowand changes I thorp. |
| I thank all my big brothers with out him I wouldnt made it through |
| So with life on line put all up 4 him so I put that shit on tru. |
| The ghetto got me caught up, no broken dreams |
| The ghettos trap, I see some on crack, and dope fiends. |
| My hommie, never did no crime but lien up in the hearse |
| Thank God 4 all that I got from that times can be wrorst. |
| Ever feel like u was swimming, and really was dronin |
| You anit wanna smile but your tender smile always see me clownin |
| I trade my life to make the world better |
| Trade everything I got including life |
| To bring back my brother kevin. |
| See I spit the realist shit |
| Tryin make yoll feel this shit. |
| Yoll tryin put the finger on our side, |
| Livin middle bricks livin this shit. |
| See I tell you everybody use to ride benzes |
| But we had to ride buggies |
| Mom wanted better things for me But private school was way past our budget. |
| So if im happy and Im smilin and Im camouflage my problems |
| The only way I can really solve them |
| If I really grab and revolve them. |
| So I grab it and I cocked it I was going to pop it. |
| But I stop, forgot I was rich. |
| What everybody not rich. |
| Every month so close to gettin no profits |
| My only hustle, I told them to stop it, |
| But cant really knock it. |
| Everybody died up in game |
| Everybody tryin to maintain |
| Wall from out da ghetto, |
| Close my eyes and still see the pain. |
| Sometimes I just get fed up. |
| To all my souljas worldwide |
| I know its hard to stride. |
| Keep your head up! |