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Ft. Ghetts & Badness Where straps are seen more than dads Cos they clap at these boring actors Cos everyone's big with hard weight Now everyone thinks they're Scarface It gets fizzy when their plans evolve And they end up in the can for coke I hope you're 7-Up (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where we wish for better luck (huh) But we still see black cats We get cheese cos we're lab rats (woah) So then we reproduce And we grind just to feed our yutes Gettin' by's like squeezin' through That's the cycle of me and you We're designed to lose (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where the yutes get high off an 8th Ride for their name And love to die for their chain Just cos he swore on his cross That if he gets popped then the war's kickin' off And we'll take it to them Now that's what I call the chain of events You break out the chain they're takin' your breath (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where there's no congestion charge But to roll through my hood there's a section pass I.e to travel these ends There must be family, friends Or you're an outlaw My hoodz a tight space itz hard to get out of Get lost or found gone Cos the kids wid da metal are (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) (Huh) and I've come dis far I'm in da ghetto like Justinz yard Matter of fact Justinz heart Badness - Chorus Life is more than rough, see you, You have to be bold and tough, yoooo You have to can hold it up? woaaa Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Ghetto Uh, I be up from the crack of dawn I aint aalyiah but I'm back & forth It's cold but my jacket's warm And even with the heat on my side Some how I still manage to catch cold, My hats low So my eyes aint seen Bandana on da neck Cos I might bang a hammer on a threat My nine aint clean (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) My name speaks for itself If I come to a fight I'ma leave with a belt or chain But I guarantee u wont leave with your health or name Everyday I see more pain I be tryna get doe four ways In stacks so I couldnt be broke for four days (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) And I scream greengate all day Cos I'ma greengate gunhappy goon And before 2007 ask anyone I never had one happy tune Cos there aint nothing nice round ere Nuttin but rats n mice round ere G-H I'm in an unhappy mood (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Niggaz are wylin out Cos there aint nutin 2 smile about Enemies be tellin me watch when they find me house I be like mind your mouth From now everyting on my mind is foul Fuck a nine to five I'm like gimme a nine A crack a 9 of brown n lemme provide the sound (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Wretch 32 (Huh) and I've come dis far I'm in da ghetto like Justinz yard Matter of fact Justinz heart Badness - Chorus X2 Life is more than rough, see you, You have to be bold and tough, yoooo You have to can hold it up? woaaa Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto
Writer(s): Jermaine Sinclaire Scott, Justin Jude Clarke Samuel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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