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Ghetto Memories
436
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ghetto Memories was released on April 20, 2004 by Hungry Hustler Records, LLC as a part of the album Afroholic - The Even Better Times
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Release DateApril 20, 2004
LabelHungry Hustler Records, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

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Lyrics

Gotta do one song for the hood
This goin' out to all my homeboys, you know what I'm sayin'
All my ballin' homeboys, you know what I'm sayin'
Up in the hills (Ghetto memories)
Ridin' Ferraris, Rolls Royces, you know, doin' good
It's lonely at the top
And if you get to thinkin', you get those (Ghetto memories)
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' drunk, gettin' high, gettin' faded
(Ghetto memories)
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' paid, gettin' laid and incarcerated
(Ghetto memories)
I hop out my car and stroll, brother
Afroman, young soul brother
Late night, crack house, deep off in the hood
We kick it outside 'cause the weather feel good
Stereo bumpin' in the living room
Classic soul music with the peaceful boom
Colt 45 got your boy on bush
But I ain't goin' home, I'm 'posed to cook
Take another swig, take another hit
Talk to my man 'bout some real deep shit
Cluck heads walkin' up and down the block
Pull in to the side and sell 'em a rock
The block gets low by a quarter to four
Spotlight, po-po, get searched once more
They search me from the east, west, north and south
I relax 'cause I got the cocaine in my mouth
They take the handcuffs off and we get released
Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys peace
1992 Fleetwood Brougham
Daytons gold and chrome on my way back home
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' drunk, gettin' high, gettin' faded
(Ghetto memories)
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' paid, gettin' laid and incarcerated
(Ghetto memories)
My system be good off in my Fleetwood
Beatin' in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati
At the red light, I stop and stall
Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall
Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale
Brothers in handcuffs goin' to jail
The light turn green and I start to bail
Dozin' off 'cause I'm drunk, high, sleepy as hell
And as I ride, I just can't hide
My sense of pride, for where I reside
I'm proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto
You know, stay alive in the ghetto
Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto
Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto
I'm out the ghetto, but the ghetto is inside me
Ghetto memories, baby
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' drunk, gettin' high, gettin' faded
(Ghetto memories)
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' paid, gettin' laid and incarcerated
(Ghetto memories)
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' drunk, gettin' high, gettin' faded
(Ghetto memories)
Memories of the ghetto
Gettin' paid, gettin' laid and incarcerated
(Ghetto memories)
Written by: Joseph Foreman
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