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Akon

Genres: Pop

Ghetto (international Remix) Lyrics - Akon

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin 

 

I know how it feel to wake up fucked up 

Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell 

People look at you like youse the user 

Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser 

But they don't know about your stress-filled day 

Baby on the way mad bills to pay 

That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce 

And wish, you wasn't livin so devilish, ssshit 

I remember I was just like you 

Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's 

Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G 

I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me 

She was forced to kick me out, no doubt 

Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South 

Packed up my tools for my raw power move 

Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves 

For chumps tryin to stop my flow 

And what they don't know will show on the autopsy 

Went to see Papi, to cop me a brick 

Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it 

Smoking mad Newport's cause I'm due in court 

For an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York 

Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man 

You better have your gat in hand, cause man 

(you betta have your gat in hand cause man) 

 

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Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin 

 

Our lifestyles be close captioned 

Addicted to fatal attractions 

Pictures of actions be played back 

In the midst of mashin' 

No fairy tales for this young black male 

Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales 

Hustlin' and heart be a nigga culture or the 

Repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures 

Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches 

Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures 

Why shed tears? Save your sympathy 

My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary 

Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe 

If you believe then you can achieve 

Just look at me 

Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on 

Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on 

To all the seeds that follow me 

Protect your essence 

Born with less, but you still precious 

 

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin 

Gun shots every night in the (ghetto) 

Crooked cops on sight in the (ghetto) 

Every day is a fight in the (ghetto) 

(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) 

Got kids to feed in the (ghetto) 

Selling coke and weed in the (ghetto) 

Every day somebody bleed in the (ghetto) 

(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) 

 

I had the master plan 

I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland 

With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects 

They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs 

And when he start to bust he like to ask, Who's next? 

At last, I'm literally loungin black 

Sittin back, countin double digit thousand stacks 

See who got smoked, what rumors was spread 

Last I heard I was dead 

 

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin 

Cause thats the life when your 

Living in the (ghetto) oh 

Eating in the (ghetto) or 

Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto) 

Thats the life when ur 

Living in the (ghetto)oh 

Eating in the (ghetto) or 

Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) 

 

(talking) It's a funny thing I kinda realized how powerful 2pac 

And I was u kno what i'm saying cuz pac is a strong dude 

Yo I kno him we two individual people we waged a coastal 

Beef but even tho we were going thru our drama I would 

Never wish death on nobody cuz there aint no comin bac 

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