| Yea
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| Hol' Up
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| In the Ghetto
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| I can’t tell you about you, but I can tell you something about me
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| I got this chopper with me
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| Slidin' through the city, sippin something heavy
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| Fuck around and catch a body
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| Body me a nigga, tell them hoes steady
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| Ready for whatever, father helpful times
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| Many niggas outta line
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| Got a 40 pulled up to my waist
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| The other peace I need I couldn’t find
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| This shit I can’t rewind it
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| Pain and hurt don’t remind it
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| I’m fightin' knowin' nothin' promise
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| I’m close as hell but still can’t time it
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| Just ridin' trying to make it home
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| That’s real life, fuck this song
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| My sons know they daddy good
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| And they feel it so they call my phone
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| I can’t answer, so I gotta pray
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| Shit I don’t wanna die today
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| Fuck niggas might just try today
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| But I know I’ll let a
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| Forever in the hell hole
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| Go right beside your head hoe
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| I’m a asshole to the dissers
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| Tell them haters I say hello
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| In the ghetto, some got hard on me
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| In the ghetto, only place I feel free
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| In the ghetto, livin' these ghetto dreams
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| In the ghetto, survive by any means
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| We live by any means
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| Forever, we gon' stand for some or fall for anything
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| Whenever we pull up get turnt up
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| Don’t concern unless it plenty green
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| And Hennessy, we blowin' presidential Kennedy
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| Remember me I had a bomb in da cut
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| Had a Glock on my hip
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| Was trappin' the police pull up
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| No talkin' or hoppin' the fence
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| Fresh outta' jail gotta open case
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| I’m dodgin' prison but I’m trappin payin my probation
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| I know my mama wish I focused on my education
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| And I do too, but that ain’t gon' get us off of Section 8
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| Know where we stay, no opportunity
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| See what they did to Freddie Gray they’d love to do to me
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| But I can’t let them bitches play me, nu-uh
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| In the ghetto, some got hard on me
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| In the ghetto, only place I feel free
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| In the ghetto, livin' these ghetto dreams
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| In the ghetto, survive by any means
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| Ghetto where I come from
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| Slumdog Millionaire slums
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| But we diamonds in the rough, son
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| We keep a 9 for protection, ay
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| And you can never judge me, cuz you never been there
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| In the middle of the night, when the enemies appear
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| Ghetto where we come from
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| Where death is not an option, tonight
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| Even though I said someone please call 911
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| Cops was too late
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| I had no time to wait
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| I’m at another wake
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| Another product face, lord
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| In the ghetto, some got hard on me
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| In the ghetto, only place I feel free
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| In the ghetto, livin' these ghetto dreams
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| In the ghetto, survive by any means |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto , by - Trae Tha Truth. Song from the album Tha Truth, Pt. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп