Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Thang, artist - Tru. Album song Tru 2 Da Game, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Ghetto Thang |
Hit the block lexus truck slangin ice cream |
A million records sold, thats why yall know p Came up on hard times tryin to make ends |
2 stones to my niggaz thats dead and in the pen |
The ghetto wont change, they label me the dope man |
I slang raps but the feds think its cocaine |
Tap my phone, these hoes wont leave me alone |
Nigga gon legit, so stay off the ding dong |
Independent, thats why they hate me A million man ghetto march for master p So fuck rap pages (dont know) |
Yall didnt want to see a nigga make it off the streets |
Thats why youll never see p on mtv |
Top 40, but niggaz yall know me Number 1 in every mom and pop and billboard record store |
So fuck yall playa hatin hoes |
Gimme a pen, a pad, and ill make a hit |
Show every nigga in the ghetto how to get rich |
Cause yall dont know what go on behind closed doors |
White folks pimp niggaz like hoes |
But tru niggaz, say fuck that |
You owe me money, its time to meet the chrome gat |
I got the drank, finna tomorrow I take a piss test |
And I know my probs. |
want me to go back |
An ex-con addicted to gangsta rhymes |
Last year I caught a bullet but it wasnt mine |
Time to go nigga on dead row, or should I say Im stuck in the ghetto |
(2x) just a ghetto thang, a ghetto thang, you would understand if you |
Was |
From the ghetto man |
(1x)its a ghetto thang, a ghetto thang, these niggaz got me caught up in This ghetto thang |
Silk: |
See I aint got no money up in my pocket |
How the fuck ima stop it Ima get the glock and cock and plug you like a socket |
See game get deeper but yall dont feel me Telling me to gets up out the game, get a job |
I shouldnt rob a nigga, I might kill yah |
See up on the block I rides deep on gold thangs |
These niggaz be trippin up on my shit and theyll jack you like it aint no Thang |
See Im from the city where niggaz be salty and they stay faulty like wires |
And I aint seen a gangsta retire yet |
On a bet, threw my cothes up on the floor and I sweat |
Trust nobody cause these niggaz today will smoke you like a cigarette |
Now bet, rest in peace to all homies that didnt make it Took life for granted, an I panic while seeing niggaz with ski masks |
We blast with ski masks and bust a cap into they weak ass |
Everyday struggle and I stay hustlin like a pan handler |
Fuck it if I took a chance to get dead like cancer |
I betta not chance it Slik, just another nigga tryin to make it up out the ghetto |
Big ed: |
Got a hold on me, jealous fools wanna roll on me Will I die or will God just let me be Fufill the prophecy reach my destiny avoid the burial plot |
Unlive the ones that got popped |
I got a son but she says that it isnt mine |
Im 24 and since birth Ive served hard time |
In this concrete jungle, a war zone, many of my peers die |
Finally made it back home |
Self preservation is a thing for me Duckin and dodgin bullets stone faces on the ones who pulled it I promise my mama I wouldnt die before she did |
I got my life right got my wife and then my kids |
But everywhere I look I see sadness |
Imagine tryin to raise your babies in this worldwide madness |