Ghetto Rain — текст песни (Silkk The Shocker f Master P)

[Master P]
Picture this, any man that hustle because like to is a fool.
Any man that hustle because he got to feed his family....
that`s a real man.nYou see I hustle because I got feed me family
I got families to feed, I got feed my mama,
I got to feed big mama, I got to feed my cousin,
I got to feed my lil` brother, I got to feed my sister,
I got to feed my kids, I got to feed my people.

[Chorus]
The ghetto`s got me hustlin` tryin` to survive
the ghetts got me hustlin` tryin` to stay alive.
The ghetto get me hustlin` tryin` to survive,
and I know I`m goin` to hustle until the day I die.

[Master P]
UUGGHH!!!
It`s da black rain to da moon and tears that cause lies
see that`s the way I felt when my lil` brother died.
And some fools say it ain`t no justice
and other niggaz say it ain`t no peace
that`s why thugs help their on these projects and on these streets.
See my daddy made me a dealer
and my cousin made me killer.
See that`s why everything we do, they gonna respect us and feel us
And I`m still tryin` to understand why big daddy was with da rest
and my nephew on the last counter on da 14th down the car reck.
It ain`t muthafucker down on dope, on crack, or aids
and I see so many ghetto people go to jail
and live your life and die like slaves.
I got a relative on apeel doin` 25 flat
on murder or ride nigga fuck it Johnny Cochran can`t fight that.
And since I`m black and I`m rich
they see to overlook It`s me advise
first class niggaz tryin` call da police tryin` to book us.
Ain`t that a bitch, I done made millions
and still goin` through a thang
That`s niggaz ask me P why the fuck you never change.

[Chorus]

[Silkk The Shocker]
It`s like I`m rich and poor
I open the world and slang dop
it`s the world changes knowand changes I thorp.
I thank all my big brothers with out him I wouldn`t made it through
so with life on line put all up 4 him so I put that shit on TRU.
The ghetto got me caught up, no broken dreams
the ghettos trap, I see some on crack, and dope fiends.
My hommie, Never did no crime but lien` up in the hearse
thank god 4 all that I got from that times can be wrorst.
Ever feel like u was swimming, and really was dronin`
you ani`t wanna smile but your tender smile always see me clownin`
I trade my life to make the world better
trade everything I got including life
to bring back my brother Kevin.
See I spit the realist shit
tryin` make yo`ll feel this shit.
Yo`ll tryin` put the finger on our side,
livin` middle bricks livin` this shit.
See I tell you everybody use to ride benzes
but we had to ride buggies
mom wanted better things for me
but private school was way past our budget.
So if I`m happy and I`m smilin` and I`m camouflage my problems
the only way I can really solve them
if I really grab and revolve them.
So I grab it and I cocked it
I was going to pop it.
But I stop, forgot I was rich.
what everybody not rich.
Every month so close to gettin` no profits
my only hustle, I told them to stop it,
but can`t really knock it.
Everybody died up in game
everybody tryin` to maintain
wall from out da ghetto,
close my eyes and still see the pain.
Sometimes I just get fed up.
To all my souljas worldwide
I know its hard to stride.
Keep your head up!

[Chorus x2]



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