Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Life (S.L.A.B.ed), artist - Trae Tha Truth. Album song Tha Truth Show, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.02.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle, Trae Tha Truth
Song language: English
Ghetto Life (S.L.A.B.ed) |
No matter what a nigga say, I’m gon be stuck in the game |
Just like them 26 inch rims, stuck on the frame |
I’m in the hood full time, I still kick it the same |
And still got a nigga baby mama, giving me brain |
I been the Truth since a youth, I fell in love with the streets |
Like the body of the slab, fell in love with it’s feet |
I put the Cheve to the floor, and run it to the concrete |
With a bitch in the back, head banging to the beat |
Try to run up on a G, I’ma put a nigga to sleep |
Plus the heat up under my seat, will make a nigga retreat |
I’m a boss, fucking with me I promise you’ll never eat |
And if you wanna go to war, then I promise you getting beat |
They know I been around the world, and brought it back to the hood |
Threw a hook of diamonds on, and brought it back to the wood |
Niggaz stay in Hollywood, but I stay where I stood |
And I’m gathered with them Assholes, up to no good |
Welcome, to ghetto life (in the ghetto) |
Welcome, to ghetto life |
Streets are a daily life, (in the ghetto) |
Welcome to ghetto, welcome to ghetto life |
I hear them niggaz with the truth, so I gaurntee nothing less |
I do it for the hood, so it’s nothing less than the best |
G-code homie, and I’m here to keep it nothing less |
And I’m from in the West, where it’s nothing less than the best |
Ghetto to the end, in a coupe like MJ |
23 inches on a Cadillac, how a thug play |
And what I’m packing, let em know don’t get in a thug way |
Any nigga can get it, coming to where I stay |
I’m the truth in these streets, sitting in a black home |
Front door and full of some’ing, black on some black chrome |
I grind full time, till my money stack long |
And I told you I was coming back, so it’s back on This here for the hood, and this here for the block |
And the homies on the cell block, sitting on lock |
Off top, when it come to the ghetto it don’t stop |
Number one in the hood, they be loving the way I rock |
Ain’t no need for the discussion, I’m the shit in the South |
Any nigga saying different, bout to lose a tooth out his mouth |
Niggaz get flossed, I put it on the house |
Keep playing with a G, a couple grand’ll knock a nigga off |
See I’m from the ghetto, where the drop top do’s fly |
Headed to the sky, with a dub when I fly by Fo’s swang wide, when I slide nigga no lie |
Looking so live, heads turn when I roll by |
(*talking*) |
Can you see me now, yeah |
We gon keep it hood, 24/7 mayn |
But I’m doing this one here, for the ghetto |
Welcome to it mayn |
I’m bringing this, directly to your face |
Trae the Truth |