| No matter what a nigga say, I’m gon be stuck in the game
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| Just like them 26 inch rims, stuck on the frame
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| I’m in the hood full time, I still kick it the same
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| And still got a nigga baby mama, giving me brain
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| I been the Truth since a youth, I fell in love with the streets
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| Like the body of the slab, fell in love with it’s feet
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| I put the Cheve to the floor, and run it to the concrete
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| With a bitch in the back, head banging to the beat
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| Try to run up on a G, I’ma put a nigga to sleep
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| Plus the heat up under my seat, will make a nigga retreat
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| I’m a boss, fucking with me I promise you’ll never eat
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| And if you wanna go to war, then I promise you getting beat
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| They know I been around the world, and brought it back to the hood
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| Threw a hook of diamonds on, and brought it back to the wood
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| Niggaz stay in Hollywood, but I stay where I stood
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| And I’m gathered with them Assholes, up to no good
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| Welcome, to ghetto life (in the ghetto)
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| Welcome, to ghetto life
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| Streets are a daily life, (in the ghetto)
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| Welcome to ghetto, welcome to ghetto life
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| I hear them niggaz with the truth, so I gaurntee nothing less
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| I do it for the hood, so it’s nothing less than the best
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| G-code homie, and I’m here to keep it nothing less
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| And I’m from in the West, where it’s nothing less than the best
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| Ghetto to the end, in a coupe like MJ
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| 23 inches on a Cadillac, how a thug play
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| And what I’m packing, let em know don’t get in a thug way
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| Any nigga can get it, coming to where I stay
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| I’m the truth in these streets, sitting in a black home
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| Front door and full of some’ing, black on some black chrome
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| I grind full time, till my money stack long
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| And I told you I was coming back, so it’s back on This here for the hood, and this here for the block
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| And the homies on the cell block, sitting on lock
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| Off top, when it come to the ghetto it don’t stop
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| Number one in the hood, they be loving the way I rock
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| Ain’t no need for the discussion, I’m the shit in the South
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| Any nigga saying different, bout to lose a tooth out his mouth
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| Niggaz get flossed, I put it on the house
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| Keep playing with a G, a couple grand’ll knock a nigga off
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| See I’m from the ghetto, where the drop top do’s fly
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| Headed to the sky, with a dub when I fly by Fo’s swang wide, when I slide nigga no lie
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| Looking so live, heads turn when I roll by
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| (*talking*)
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| Can you see me now, yeah
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| We gon keep it hood, 24/7 mayn
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| But I’m doing this one here, for the ghetto
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| Welcome to it mayn
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| I’m bringing this, directly to your face
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| Trae the Truth |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto Life (Slabed) , by - Trae. Song from the album Tha Truth Show - Street Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп