Ghetto Life Lyrics

Ghetto Life lyrics

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[chorus 2x]



how do I survive each day



livin ghetto life



twist me up a fat ass J



and livin indo high







[C Knight]



can I keep my freedom



at least give me that



for any other come I had to use a fuckin strap



to get what I want in the ghetto



and please, gutter for the drive-by



sucka motherfuckers fly by



but why try, to test this three five seven



I know you wouldn't have catch me and my homies chillin in front of the
shack



see, but I'z be the motherfuckin mack



tryna check a stack



I gots a gap to watch my back



and since I'm crazy



that just mean no niggaz won't be fade me



commin from a wicked city



Long Beach, where everything gets shitty (you know it)



and ain't that a pity



if you down on your luck



nobody's gon give a fuck



that's why I'mma always bring my ghetto life, my ghetto thing, my ghetto
swing



if it's lit take a hit and it's on







[chorus 2x]



how do I survive each day



livin ghetto life



twist me up a fat ass J



and livin indo high







[Bo Roc]



life in the ghetto



far from little China



it's a place where the police is always down to find ya



cuz everybody in the momma snitches



brothers and niggaz, and sisters that's called bitches



damn! the same people that holler out "peace, brotha"



will try to catch with the draws so they can fuck ya



black folks in the ghetto straight fuckin up



and the whites on the outside bustin up



time to bust a cap in the chevrelo



whether you'z a nigga, a nigga, a negro



if you're not a sollution you'z a problem



nine double one ain't be the only way to solve 'em



cuz it's oughter to cheese them crackers



first you pimps gotta work with the jackers



and both of y'all must work with the gangs and dope-dealers



cuz they'z the main motherfuckers killers



untill then the ounces from the white devil



and what's left for the blacks



life in the ghetto (in the ghetto)



if it's lit take a hit and it's on







[2 Scoops]



now all through high school I relied on drug-smugglin



cuz I was broke, a nigga was straight strugglin



not knowin where my next dollars comin from



but I got a gun there's the double up I'mma jack one



how I'mma let the fool be up when I'm on the bottom



anytime you broke a lot of friends you ain't got 'em



to be a young man you got to be ready



cuz in my house there was no fuckin daddy



in the home, I roam with the homies from the block



experiencing, puberty, clockin do' and passin glocks



I remember at the party the ho's didn't like me



cuz when the party was over I rolled out on my Nike's



when times get rough and tough



I'm gon grab that bud and take a superpuff



indo high, I replied on the bud for the pain



and stayin leveled to the ground and true to the game



you can't jump on my escalator if you ain't need it



I'd rather pull a lick and stay weeded



?? into the alley



smooth but fast now I'm headed to the shack



to count yo cash



if it's lit take a hit and it's on







[C] and it's on



[B] and it's on



[2] and it's on



[C] and it's on



[B] and it's on



[2] and it's on



[all] and it's on!







[chorus 4x]



how do I survive each day



livin ghetto life



twist me up a fat ass J



and livin indo high