Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child Me and my girlfriend, doin'

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me I'm takin' back what's mine Laughing you motherfuckers can't

In the ghetto (in the ghetto) On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The

I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello} Look at these Niggas With Attitudes {Hello} And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello) The motherfuckin world is a ghetto Full of magazines, full clips, and heavy metal When

We the best DJ Khaled we the best Who we nigga The winner I represent the ghetto across the world And you represent the horde two hands in the sky I'm so hood (listen) I wear my pants below my waist And I never dance when I'm in this place

Wanna way out Ghetto walkin' (Ghetto walkin') Streets to find me (Streets to find me) Devil's watching (Devil's watching) They can't hold me down When I was young Nobody told me, don't fall for traps Good will hunt it Now I'm old, in this game

She just wanna pop pop pop pop popopop pop that bubblegum Shawty right there got a ghetto booty A ghetto booty She just wanna pop pop pop pop pop pop pop that bubblegum If she keep blowing it might explode Never seen a girl like you before Drop a dollar

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord Dem a tell 'nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud Using the name of the Lord in vein While the people in the ghetto, feel 'nough pain And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me,

My ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood

To come home She`s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home She`s a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home Oh poor ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home A rat run cross the floor, a roach turn up the wall Everything is noisy