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

Nwaar Is The New Black J'mets les neuf sur le i Mets l'hashtag sur le Vie J'viens pas du ghetto, je n'viens pas des cités Donc si j'dois te niquer, j'le ferai seul tout J'connais des fils de, mais j'traîne pas 'vec eux On s'capte que pour faire du cash

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 ghetto, you should know Gettin' crunk off in 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 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 in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? Too many lives they've spent across the ocean Too

Believe in 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 in any town I smoke

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

You want more (why?) A little party never hurt no one You're so Art Deco, out on the floor Shining like gun metal, cold and unsure Baby, you're so ghetto You're looking to score When they all say hello You try to ignore them 'Cause you want more