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 child needs a

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

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 ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? Too many lives they've spent across the ocean Too

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

Hablando claro quiero recorrer Quiero sentirme dentro de tu piel Yo quiero amarte más que ayer Todo de ti y saciar tu sed Te quiero amar y más que ayer Todo de ti, saciar tu sed Hoy me levanté pensando en lo que fuimos En cómo gritabas mi nombre la

Would you like to go with me Down my dead end street Would you like to come with me To Village Ghetto Land See the people lock their doors While robbers laugh and steal Beggars watch and eat their meals-from garbage cans Broken glass is everywhere It's a

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,

Ayo, ayo, ayo Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto, ghetto Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto Yeah, let me holla at you real quick I'm gonna bring y'all back to the good old, good old days You feel me? Some of that Good old, good old, good old

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it ghetto, 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'

Es difícil, Adicto por la ciudad, Adicto por ti Quererte y no estar aquí Muy difícil, oh, Muy difícil, Adicto por la ciudad si,