The Ghetto — текст песни (Lil` Flip)

[Chorus]
In this world I`m gon` pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)
In this world I`m gon` pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)

[Verse 1]
Look I was raised in in the(ghetto)
I got payed in the(ghetto)
alot of gangsta`s got made in the(ghetto)
alot of wanksta`s got, got in the(ghetto)
got shot in the(ghetto)-but not popped in they metal
I use to hang out with the ol` G`s and peep game
they use to send me to the store and tell me keep the change
now it`s eight years later and I run shit
kiss the ring `cause now I`m on some dumb shit
and I ain`t with that kissing ass shit dawg
you owe me stacks, don`t hold me back-I`m backin heat with the Heatmakers
I can spitt it from the head I don`t need a piece of loose sleeve paper
you wonder why I never mix and mingle
I`d rather roll a dutch and mix my single
and I don`t know about ya`ll but I`m workin
and I don`t know about you but I ain`t hurtin`

[Chorus]
In this world I`m gon` pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)

[Verse 2]
My neighborhood ain`t shit like Mister Rogers
cause in the(ghetto)niggaz quick to squabble
everybody unemployed in the(ghetto)-well fair, health care
shit the game ain`t fair-alot of ya`ll never come back to the(ghetto)
`cause ya`ll greedy ass fuck
niggaz don`t take care of they kids they`d rather by a new truck
you wanna be a ghetto star and ride in the hood
cause when the D`s post up it`s goin down in the hood
it`s understood that more paper, bring more haters
everybody wanna coach but we need more players
in eighth grade I got paid on a regular basis
I`m stepping out with Air Max with the regular laces

[Chorus]
In this world I`m gon` pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)

Something is holdin me back {*repeat til the end*}