Ghetto Life - текст песни
Ghetto Life
Featuring Master P Snoop Dogg [Master P] Wazzup Steady Mobb'n and Snoop? I know you all grew up in the ghetto in the westcoast I'm from down south But it don't matter whether you from the eastcoast or where ever Cause the ghetto is a constant struggle It's all about the mo' money you make The mo' problems you have I guess the ghetto is just consequences that we can't exscape You heard me?
[Crooked Eye] So many murders jumpin off Blood soakin the street So many children worldwide With nothin to eat There's no peace On these trigger happy police It's hard enough bein born black These times are brief Three strikes (Your out!) Your little homie lost his life Do a lot of things wrong To feed his baby at night I wish I could Put a lil', love in the hood Once again, and free all my doggs from the pen Mercy me, this world ain't what it use to be It seems the whole world's smoked out High off D See my brother, murdered his own grandmother Now that's sick, all for the love of a hit No protection, people, dyin of age The Lord said it would be like this in the last of days Kidnappin babies It ain't, safe for our kids Man it's such a wicked place In which we live
Chorus [Crooked Eye & Marvin Gaye] It's a struggle in the city to survive on the streets (Oooooooooooooooooooooooh) (Mercy, mercy, mercy me) The world is a ghetto full of worn out peace (These streets ain't what they used tooo be) So many soldiers dyin everyday to earn a strive (These streets ain't what they used to beehee) I'm tired of losin homies to this ghetto life I'm tired of losin homies to this ghetto life
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