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Victim Of The Ghetto Lyrics - Singles - Freeway

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Down in my area, chk a chk uh real shit nigga uh 

It's the ROC 

Yeah, Free yeah uh feel me 

Pa pause 

Yo yo 

 

I was born in West but migrated to North 

Remember cold nights grindin' AK and a toss 

Four door for the stick up boys if they want war 

Fiends comin' all night all I heard was four more 

 

Rocks in the cap when it was jumpin' me and Rell hit dances 

You could pick me out the crowd rockin' the cap 

But things change 'cause my man Rell fightin' a body 

On state row where it's so cold 

 

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Rockin' his blues, I roll with the ROC 

Still trynna rock at a show shit ain't like '98 niggaz pockets is low 

Which way do I go? Indictments blew over 

Man whipped a few shoulders shovel nick boulders gettin' it slow 

 

Me, I'm in the studio switchin' the flow 

Changin' the styles my son and daughter need pampers 

'Cause they just shittin' them up and changin' the size 

My man Just quipped the Jags see the change in his eyes 

 

And I eat, sleep, buy, sell drugs 

'Cause I'm just another victim of the ghetto 

When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 

'Cause I'm just another product of the ghetto 

 

And I eat, sleep, buy, sell drugs 

'Cause I'm just another victim of the ghetto 

When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 

'Cause I'm just another product of the ghetto 

 

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This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets 

This is how it goes down in my neighborhood 

This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets 

This is how it goes down in my area 

 

My man blingin' platinum wheel, platinum gat 

Took a trip down South came back with platinum caps 

I'm still trynna write platinum raps 

But made a slight change from verse one started jugglin' packs 

 

It's like I'm travelin' backwards 

Rewindin' the time putting four on nine 

Must be outta my mind nine, get it outta my palm 

Just grab four and a half get it outta my trunk 

 

Free we need you at the studio, out to lunch, out on the block 

These niggaz just pulled out on my man 

And the only rock I worry 'bout is right on my face 

We 'bout to go shake, rattle his block with no plans 

 

Shots fired, cops came 

But I'm a grown man I stick around till my clip is empty 

Cops threw me on the ground when my clip got empty 

Now bars is all I see a thug is all I'll ever be 

 

And I eat, sleep, buy, sell drugs 

'Cause I'm just another victim of the ghetto 

When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 

'Cause I'm just another product of the ghetto 

 

And I eat, sleep, buy, sell drugs 

'Cause I'm just another victim of the ghetto 

When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 

'Cause I'm just another product of the ghetto 

 

This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets 

This is how it goes down in my neighborhood 

This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets 

This is how it goes down in my area 

 

I got, 11 in I was facin' a dub, got nine left 

My click show love they write back 

My cousin M's son, little Di he's so grown 

Said he hold chrome, run blocks, and write raps 

 

Wrote him right back told him I control the bones 

Try to play the phone we could rhyme and hold wax 

Leave that drug shit alone don't forget you grown 

It'll put you places where your mind can't get you back from 

 

Little nigga ain't write me back since 

Still supply the jail L. Pridgon you got mail 

It's probably all the letters you wrote him 

What you mean? All the fucked up shit you told him 

 

This shit from my cousin Emily I'm quotin' 

Right out her letter 

Little Di, got popped in the head trynna steal a nigga leather 

That's what the cops said but the streets could tell you better 

 

And I eat, sleep, buy, sell drugs 

'Cause I'm just another victim of the ghetto 

When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 

'Cause I'm just another product of the ghetto 

 

And I eat, sleep, buy, sell drugs 

'Cause I'm just another victim of the ghetto 

When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 

'Cause I'm just another product of the ghetto 

 

This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets 

This is how it goes down in my neighborhood 

This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets 

This is how it goes down in my area 

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