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The Ghetto

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The Ghetto

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[Krayzie]

Kill me, son

Yo, it's on

Come follow me to the ghetto

(Dedicated to the hustlers)

Come follow me to the ghetto

(Hustlers in the hood)

Come follow me to the ghetto

(To the projects)

1 - Come follow me to the ghetto

But this ain't a place that everybody can go

(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)

Come follow me to the ghetto

No this ain't the place that everybody can go

(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)

Come follow me to the ghetto

But this ain't a place that everybody can go

(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)

Come follow me to the ghetto

Nope this ain't the place that everybody can go

(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)

What a wonderful day off in the neighborhood

G-double O-D good mornin' to ya

(Wake up) get up, hey there, whassup?

Let's take a stroll through this place we call home

And everybody be knowin' your name

The PJ, where we tryin' to survive

Of all our good times after workin' all day

So we hangin' all night, drinkin'

Feelin' all right from the love in our community

You're a friend to me keepin' it real

Is what we done to get by day

You watch my back, you back is got

What a nigga from, it's like that

It ain't all good, then again, it ain't all bad

It's hard times, but some of the best times we don' had

Now can you feel me?

Repeat 1

And I gotta give my love to the projects nigga, feel me

We should let him know we ain't forgot

It's about this on your block

When they got a fist full a rocks, runnin' from the cops

Keepin' it real, they try to come up with a hundred dollar bill

If not, anything to get a meal is all right

It's all about that bank roll

Cuz when you're broke low, only the strongest survive

I know people who vanish, so just do what you need

Just demand to sit public or when they get business

And if it's illegal, just play with your fears

I hope I'm forgiven for robbin' and stealin'

Stickin' your butts up for 50s and 20s

Dollars, quarters, shit, even pennies, it don't make a difference

I'm hungry, just give me, y'all feel that?

Casualtie's caps get peeled back

It's wild down here where we live at

Real quick you could get killed, that's the way it goes

You never know

Givin' my peace to hustlers strugglin' in the ghetto, ah

Tryin' to make that money, what we'll do to make that money

Repeat 1

What you know about hard time?

What you know about the hard time?

What they know about hard time?

Say, what you know about that hard time?

I can feel it, feel it

Hard time

What they know about the hard time?

What they know about hard time?

Say, what you know about that hard time?

I can feel it, feel it

[O]

Supercat told you that the ghetto's real hot

But you's didn't listen

So we gotta deliver another rendition

For instance, everybody knows how it go

1st of the Month, don't front, you did there before

The place where random family confront you

Cops will try to hunt you

Cats will try to pump you and stunt you

Nobody wants you to succeed, just fail

The crabs in the bedroom theory

Clearly the ghetto has it's ills, but hear me

The streets is where I learned to chase goals instead of my tail

Learned I wanted to sell lyrics instead of Yale

Studio time instead of time in the cell

I was compelled to excel

But to appreciate heaven, gotta see hell

Repeat 1 until end

[Krayzie]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comin' back atcha in the '99

DJ U-Neek, Krayzie Bone

Shouts out to my true T.H.U.G.S.

Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony

Representin' every thug

Every hustler

Every ghetto

Across the USA

(Got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto)

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