Ghetto Rich (remix) Lyrics - Rich Boy

Shit, we tryna get it for real 

Oh, Rich Boy, you niggas better get focused 

Get money, muthafucka, get money, muthafucka 

Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raised 

Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K's 

Heavy guns and dope boys harassed by the police 

Still gettin' pulled over and asked by the police 

'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win 

See the color of ya skin get 'cha put in the pen 

It's real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and gone 

Sendin' niggas to the pen or the funeral home 

I be feelin' like the Lord'll never answer me back 

So I'm holdin' on my gat just in case they attack 

Bullet holes in ya house'll make it hard to sleep 

Ya see the fiends on the street want the hard for cheap 

'Lotta niggas doin' life from under covers and fake friends 

It's real how them penitentiary bars'll break men 

Niggas doin' life from under covers and fake friends 

It's real how them penitentiary bars'll break men 

It's where you live, it's where you play 

It's where you learn your favorite slang 

Your world is ghetto 

It's where I live, it's where I'm from 

It's where you had to tote your gun 

Your world is ghetto 

Can't explain how I feel growin' up in the gutter 

Told my mama that I love her put nobody above her 

Doin' crimes, a hard time for food on the plate 

Know a couple of niggas ain't never comin' out the gate 

Movin' weight the only thing them street niggas know 

Servin' thangs at school, they never teach 'em, don't show 

But a 44'll get 'cha money fast from robbin' 

Do or die situation when ya tired, be stavin' 

Government'd never send me a dime for school 

So I went and started workin' like my nine my tool 

I'm a leader for the South, pa, open ya ears 

Young kids where I'm from wear permanent tears 

It's where you live, it's where you play 

It's where you learn your favorite slang 

Your world is ghetto 

It's where I live, it's where I'm from 

It's where you had to tote your gun 

Your world is ghetto 

I'm a product of the block, watch the fiends come back 

Got a couple white packs 'cause they fiend for that 

Early five in the mornin', pigs showin' they badge 

Real niggas in the street still showin' they rags 

Speed bumps in the road start slowin' me down 

See them fake niggas actin' like they know me now 

Got a chance to advance, so I'm makin' my move 

Couple o' people still thinkin' they got somethin' to prove 

Pay the card for the South, yeah the hood my home 

Told my mama I'ma leave the dope game alone 

On my knees every night conversatin' wit God 

Niggas dyin' everyday 'cause they wanna be hard 

Still totin' my piece 'cause it ain't nothin' like the movies 

I'm wearin' my vest in case they hit me wit the Uzi 

Even if I take a trip around the world and back 

I'm representin' for the hoods where they feel me at 

It's where you live, it's where you play 

It's where you learn your favorite slang 

Your world is ghetto 

It's where I live, it's where I'm from 

It's where you had to tote your gun 

Your world is ghetto, your world, ghetto 

Throw 'em up if you know what the hood like 

Throw 'em up if you lookin' for that good life 

Throw 'em up if ya ghetto, shit 

Your world, ghetto