Ghetto Classics Lyrics

Ghetto Classics



War, we at war, we at war, we at war, we at--

Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle



Lets get this motherfucker back crunk

This is gonna be me and my niggas

Holdin triggers in our back bump

To take back what we once had

We dont give a damn about the enemies

Send they out to baghdad

They put a nigga on the frontline

But when it come to gettin ahead

They put ya way behind

And they supports in minimum wage

They dont give a choice to niggas

They thinkin we still slaves

Every nigga's got some thug in him

Every nigga's got some love in him

Every nigga's got a grudge in him

Every nigga's got a mug in him

And every nigga busts a slug in him

Now like a cat, bitch, we'll skin em

Yall niggas aint holdin my venom, check yourself

I'ma drop your ass off, bitch

As soon as i loosen my motherfuckin belt, ah



1 for the money, 2 for the thugs

3 for the projects, 4 for the love

Y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus

And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like

Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics (ghetto)

Ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics

Time for us to find just a little piece of mind, talkin bout

Them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics



We just black people gone and lost our mind

We just really trying to draw the line

Before it left our eyes

Before we get left behind

Let me tell you something about hard times

Before we used to walk

Before we had life in the dry

And 911 wasnt known outside

We didnt know how to read

We didnt know how to write

All we did was sing all day and all night

Then when they let us start learning

You all lose y'all mind

And y'all forgot about the earlier times

When Martin Luther King had a dream

That one day we'd walk together

We really need to get it together

Kids stay in school

Learn all you can

Graduate, go to college, get knowledge

Then we shall overcome, yes we can, we

In the urge of faith we can demand it, for real







Hup, 2, 3, 4

What the hell are we fighting for?

Passing off 

Relationship's done what spore

Thats why they got the door

More time, hoot hoot

Aim aim, shoot shoot

Aint nothing but the young kids they recruit

Its a wonder they dont come home in they suit

I took away some time

Thinkin how i could, should, would be

If everybody in the world was free

No crime nobody doing wrong

Everybody getting along

But when i step into reality

This world is sore

And thats why we at war

Killin ourselves over bullshit

That we valued more than life

Y'all people better to get right, cause...