In the ghettoghetto (in the ghettoghetto) 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

Nobody's gonna hurt you Nobody's gonna do this for you What you say? What you say? Can I keep us locked in my room I was running through the meadows Through the meadows with my ghetto boy I've been waiting in the corners for you Come on, baby, lift your

Through the day and night Yeah, day and night It's a vibe, yeah Feeling right, yeah Keep it quiet Got a nigga throwed (yuh, yuh) So much ice, yeah Fantasize, yeah Through the day and night, got a nigga so

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

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it ghettoghetto, you should know Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo' Handle it ladies back it up Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh They got that southern cookin'

Well, if you don't know what I mean Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know Well, have you ever lived down in the ghettoghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? Too many lives they've spent across the ocean Too

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

Believe in your dreams Believe you and me, don't let go We're living it up I was born uptown of the ghetto dream But have you made it out Out of the ghetto? We're having a good time baby Now ain't life crazy? Daddy made it out

Dre Skull wey di system do fi ghetto yute? Nothing Wey dem do fi ghetto yute? Nothing Every day another mother bawl We've been suffering from we small But, white people ah bawl Indian people ah bawl Black people ah bawl Chinese people ah bawl

Ain't the same young nigga from the ghetto (ghetto) Stack them hunnids up like Lego (Lego) Remember I had to charge my bro for petrol (petrol) I came a long way trappin' off a Metro (Metro) Still got rounds I can let go (let go) Land in any town I smoke