| She’s only fourteen years old, never had a father
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| Her mama on the blow, she only going under, so I guess she’s all alone
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| Wanting something to eat, cause ain’t nothing in her home
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| If that’s what you call it, two bedrooms, these people ain’t got no heat niether
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| Stressin tryna know why her pops don’t want to keep her
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| People keep tellin her fuck 'm, you’ll be aight
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| But how so, when the coat is the only thing keepin her warm at night
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| So one night, she decided to go swallo her pride
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| Cause her friends been recommending she go for a ride
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| Now hot box to a hot spot, get a lil cash
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| But they didn’t tell her to get the cash, she gotta get out fast
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| She goin step in the spot, house jumpin
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| Feelin kinda nervous, heart pumpin
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| No young dudes around, they grown men
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| Who all blowin weed, sippin on Jin
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| Time goes, they start to disappear
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| One here, one here, till it’s down to her and the nigga with the Benz
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| He took her upstairs, gave it to her bad, she won’t refuse it
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| She realised the man was too strong, she’s only losing
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| Plus she’s being held down by another brother
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| Blood on the sheets and covers, oh brother
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| Wake up in the morning, take herself to get tested
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| Found out she was ades infected
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| See, you wouldn’t understand if you wasn’t in these streets
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| Bout life in the ghetto
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| Life in the ghetto
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| I know you don’t know what it feels like to not eat or sleep
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| When you live in the ghetto
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| When you come from the ghetto
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| Young and thuggin, 17, he got a Glock
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| Tryna get the cream, he survin feends
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| Scream when confronted by the big dogs, but he gotta get his own
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| Take shifts and take trips when it’s time to move
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| Cool, no school for him
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| Fuck a principal, no rules for him
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| He not really gettin it, there’s still rules in the streets
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| Listen to the OGs, or be done and get found
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| His money been gettin lardger, he been grindin harder
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| Got some beef with some niggas catchin the marder
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| Thought they was only talkin shit, then they said who wanna hit
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| See, you wouldn’t understand if you wasn’t in these streets
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| Bout life in the ghetto
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| Life in the ghetto
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| I know you don’t know what it feels like to not eat or sleep
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| When you live in the ghetto
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| When you come from the ghetto |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In the Ghetto, artist - Trouble. Album song The Return of December 17th, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп