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Ghetto (Letra)

Kelly Rowland

Kelly Rowland Part. Snoop Dogg

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

INTRO RAP
What’s crack-a-lackin baby girl
You know I keep it ghetto fabulous everyday
Yep, in a real way (Hey)
(Look) now what would a girl like you
Do with a G like me
you probably couldn’t handle it
I pop a bottle and get a few candles lit
Now the scene is set as we sip on some Moet

VERSE 1
Rock yo Timbs, Sag yo Jeans
Ice yo grill, It’s all good with me
Twenty Four’s, big four doors
Ain’t no doubt, I’m down to roll

PRE CHORUS
I (love it), the way you talk to me (love it)
And your walk is mean (love it)
You know how I like it boy

CHORUS
Ghetto, so ghetto
That’s how my baby roll
And that’s all he really knokw
It’s ghetto, so ghetto
That’s where my baby from
And that’s how we getting it done
So ghetto

VERSE 2
Hit yo block, check yo spot
If the block is hot, lay up in the spot baby
Roll yo dice, get yo cash
I’m a down shorty, you ain’t go to ask

PRE CHORUS
I (love it), Cause you give me good love (love it)
Let me be yo lover (love it)
Baby all I want is that

CHORUS

RAP
Ghetto love and I shoot it like Cupid
Snoop and we’re snoopin we can get a little stupid
Kelly Kelly, won’t you tell me how you feelin now
You in the phantom top dippin with the criminal
Yeah, so G I be, mysterious and furious and curiously
So serious, and here he is luxuriously
(Ghetto) Ghetto fabulous the D O double G

PRE CHORUS

CHORUS

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Ghetto (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Excuse me, excuse me

I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
My life is a movie

Yeah, I came from the mud
Came from the bottom
Spot ‘em, I got ‘em
I bought a bandana for 600 dollars
Mr. Miyagi
I like that pussy real soggy
I bought her noodles and sake
Favorite meal used to be chocolate
I used to stay with my cousins
Heat the house up with the oven
Airport tried to make us move without payin’ us
We told ‘em we ain’t budgin’
We stole our cable from next door
It was still a finesse though
I’m still here, where the rest go?
This right here manifesto
I got some gold on my front tooth
And my hair grow like it’s kudzu
Told her take a hike like hut two
I was raised by the Huxtables
I was raised in apartments
Right up under that yellow light
Right on top of that bando
Stand on the couch when I feel like, yeah!

I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
Yeah, I’m ghetto, excuse me
Can’t make no excuses
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
My life is a movie

I’m ghetto, excuse me
Please accept my apologies
This a biography
See through you niggas like radio-ology
Yeah, I’m ghetto, excuse me
I dip my bread in the Kool-Aid
My partner wrecked the new car
He only had that bitch two days
When you was rockin’ the new Js
I was servin’ some new Js
Went to the prom in a J car
He had just bought a new Mustang
Now I walked around with a digi scale
Paraphernalia in fingernails
Yeah you did dirt, but you finna tell
I used to get 20 of ‘em in the mail, yeah!

I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
Yeah, I’m ghetto, excuse me
Can’t make no excuses
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
My life is a movie

I put hot sauce on my tater chips
The fact I said tater chips
Back on that crazy shit
Me and Ruth Chris, we got a relationship
Yeah I’m ghetto as fuck
I told ‘em I got that strong
Tell ‘em meet me up the street
For Christmas I want me a stove
For Christmas I want me a scale
For Christmas I want me some sandwich bags
If I go to the hospital
Better put rims on the ambulance
Better put lean in my Iv
Nurse better have double Ds
Rest in peace to Double D
I’m from the ghetto, we a hundred deep

I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
Yeah, I’m ghetto, excuse me
Can’t make no excuses
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
I’m ghetto, excuse me
My life is a movie

You know, as kids
We don’t choose where we grow up at
You know, it’s a living arrangement
It’s a living situation
You know, but I’m thankful for everything
That I’ve been through
For every seed that’s been planted
You know, everything that grew on me
You dig what I’m sayin’?
I come from that. I’m goin’ this way, though
You dig what I’m sayin’?
Yeah, straight up, a ghetto child, though, man
Super duper blessed, man, super duper blessed
Really anointed, anointed by the Lord so you know
I’m supposed to be here, you know what I’m sayin’?
But excuse me, please, excuse me
I’m tryna go that way… that way

Ghetto (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

HOOK: Kokane and Nate Dogg
I was born… coming up from the ghetto
Where the OG’s never let go
This is somethin I had to know
Had to be real sneaky
Watched niggas that tried to creep on me
Stay away from the ones that’s sheisty
That’s what my momma always told me
When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I never knew what my life would be, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I’ll show what I’m talkin bout, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I see you takin bills

[Kam]
I’m ready to ride, ready to roll
Ay check this mack I bet you’re boyfriend aint knowin
That I’m steadily blowin your back out
Watch me track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes
Get at em like "what’s up trick" you know how it goes
It’s Friday night, the club is about to close
And I was lookin fabulous
So I, got up to stretch ‘bout to catch me one of these stragglers
True eastside dogs, and we barkin not simpin
Yo holmes ‘bout that time to start this parking lot pimpin
I keep that thang, huh, posted in the same spot
Nothin but my khaki shorts, house shoes, boxers and my suede shine
I’m from the home of the riots
That’s before the peace died but I’m still hollin out eastside

[Goldie Loc]
Uhh, what y’all busters gon do
When the pimps, bangers, and hustlers smash on you
It aint about who’s sellin the most caine
Put us all together nigga see you run thangs
If you can’t hang, stay the fuck out the kitchen
Bitch I’m ghetto fabbed out, so fuck politickin
Waitin for a chance and the shit it never happened
Time is money, and when you get it keep it clackin
All you hear is, with my two inch twist
I keep the goodyear grip, so the dubs don’t slip
If you want my claims, I think you besta make a change
So close your eyes when I let my back end hang
I ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off
Domie’s got daytons, Goldie’s got daytons

[Tray Deee]
All burnt to the turf up in a goddamn fool
Old school motherfucker breakin jaws and rules
Choose to bang, who’s to blame but myself and the set
All my peers through the years steady gettin it whet
Give me a rep, that’s what I wanted most in my life
Did it all like a hawk, so I’m totin my stripes
Will I quit it, I’m comitted til the day I drop
Slangin rocks, sprayin shots, sayin fuck the cops
Locked up in the Chevy and my switches is hot
Gave em pain as I swang on the bitches I sopt
Bandanna on the antenna swangin and ridin
Eastsidin, ghetto life is invitin

[Snoop Dogg]
Me and my brother had to walk to school
I used to get him he downposed for joe cool
A couple of dickies, with some quarter sacks
Damn cuz I can’t believe my kinfolk gave me that
Had a nigga lookin G’d up
With the scarf on my head, stealin sheets on my bed
I seen baloney sandwiches without no motherfuckin bread
I stole a pack of chips with the big homie Fred
Now we sippin on some kool aid
I got suspended from school for cussin out the teacher’s aid
And now I’m bout to get a whoopin, but you know I’m steady woofin
On the side where they ride the most
Eastside is the beach, westside is the coast
And we ghetto like a motherfuckin hot buttered toast
In the mornin with some government cheese (government cheese)
We keep it ghetto like a nigga shootin dice on his knees
Get your money first rule number one, hello
Livin it up is livin life in the ghetto

HOOK

Ghetto (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

G-H-E-T-T-O
This is how you start one
Where you started from
On a mission to check
No doubt, got that
I need a couple of minutes to bring the thought back
Got that

I never let another mothafucka
Tell me what to slang about
Especially when my only intention
Is to tell you what I’m thinkin’ now
Sang a song to tell you about hustlin’
Another one to tell you ‘bout the Lord
My duty is to give ‘em something funky
That’s the only thing I do it for

[bridge]
And I can’t tell you ‘bout shit I don’t know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I’m all about

[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin’ the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don’t give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I’m (na na na) baby that’s for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

Do it for the figgas, magazines and videos
If you wanna find another nigga
This one do it for the soul
Always used to dream of gettin’ bigger
Only for my people
That’s why I’m always checkin’ fake niggas
On forgettin’ where they came from

[bridge]
And I can’t tell you ‘bout shit I don’t know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I’m all about

[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin’ the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don’t give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I’m [na na na] baby that’s for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

Made me believe in the hustle
Told me to get my money
Weed gon’ be my muscle
Well here we go now
In my neighborhood, eastside Compton California
My homies all like to spend the night under lights
Streamin’ dice and fight
So this nigga just happen to write about it
Make a point to spit flames at the names who disrespect the game
I was a down ass youngster and I’m still the same
And I can see right through you niggas
Before the fame and TV, you was a real nigga just like me
On my block, I ain’t never seen a nigga wear high heeled shoes
I ain’t never seen a nigga dance with no groom
I ain’t never seen a nigga get his hair all bleached
And if he did, he’d get his ass beat for bein’ a punk nigga

[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin’ the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don’t give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I’m [na na na] baby that’s for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O
[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin’ the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don’t give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I’m [na na na] baby that’s for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

I got me a (Ghetto)
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto

Ghetto (Letra)

Dispatch

Dispatch

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They say i’m a ghetto man, they call me a ghetto bastard
They say i’m a dope dealer, they say i’m a money snatcher
They call me a ghetto thug, i’m livin the ghetto life
I’m stuck with my ghetto kids, so i married a ghetto wife
I got no education, i’m workin the ghetto job
I live on the ghetto streets, so i run with the ghetto mob
They give me a ghetto check, three dollars that’s no respect
Not enough to survive, so i break me a ghetto neck
I pop me a ghetto shot, down on the ghetto block
Front page of the newspaper, fiend dies over ghetto rock
I’m tired of the ghetto noise, ghetto girls ghetto boys
Hand me a shotgun, cause them are my ghetto toys
This ghetto mentality, i live in a ghetto town
Bang to the boogie boom, lets fight to our ghetto sound
They taught me the tricks and trades, i’m stuck in my ghetto ways
That’s why hypocrites are all sayin these are the ghetto days
I ?? to a ghetto rock, i’m stopped by a ghetto cop
A young girl get pregnant, cause she was brought ghetto hot
I roll with the ghetto game, i’m kickin the ghetto slang
They gave me a ghetto name, cause its a ghetto thang

Chorus: (repeat 4x)

And the ghetto is no joke
They got me thinkin, how can a brother get away

They say i’m a ghetto crook, i’m kickin the ghetto game
Ghetto babies die, damn that’s a ghetto shame
Back to the ghetto days, and backed to the ghetto nights
Back to the ghetto lives, and back to the ghetto fights
Back to the ghetto ladies, and back to the ghetto men
Back to the ghetto churches , and back to the ghetto sins
Yes that’s a ghetto thing, hit with a ghetto swing
If you don’t know why i say it, than ask mr. rodney king
Cause down in los angeles, the ghetto is scandalous
Than uncle toms, even they can’t handle this
I go to a ghetto school, i’m keepin it ghetto cool
I pack me a ghetto tool, gonna kill me a ghetto fool
I walk on a ghetto floor, i shop at a ghetto store
How can i pay more, i can’t afford it, i’m ghetto poor
I snort me some ghetto caine, it messed up my ghetto veins
But i don’t even know why, (why?) cause its a ghetto thang

Chorus

I walk in the ghetto rain, my ghetto ??? gone insane
I need the ghetto bang, so i cop me some nightrain
I’m down with my ghetto crime, i’m doin my ghetto time
It got me goin crazy, i’m out of my ghetto mind
I heard me a ghetto blast, straight to his ghetto head
Look in the newspaper, backstabber is ghetto dead
This is the ghetto scene, but still i don’t understand
That’s the way it is, when you dealin with a ghetto man

Chorus

Ghetto (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Hook: kokane and nate dogg
I was born… coming up from the ghetto
Where the og’s never let go
This is somethin i had to know
Had to be real sneaky
Watched niggas that tried to creep on me
Stay away from the ones that’s sheisty
That’s what my momma always told me
When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I never knew what my life would be, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I’ll show what i’m talkin bout, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I see you takin bills

[kam]
I’m ready to ride, ready to roll
Ay check this mack i bet you’re boyfriend aint knowin
That i’m steadily blowin your back out
Watch me track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes
Get at em like "what’s up trick" you know how it goes
It’s friday night, the club is about to close
And i was lookin fabulous
So i, got up to stretch ‘bout to catch me one of these stragglers
True eastside dogs, and we barkin not simpin
Yo holmes ‘bout that time to start this parking lot pimpin
I keep that thang, huh, posted in the same spot
Nothin but my khaki shorts, house shoes, boxers and my suede shine
I’m from the home of the riots
That’s before the peace died but i’m still hollin out eastside

[goldie loc]
Uhh, what y’all busters gon do
When the pimps, bangers, and hustlers smash on you
It aint about who’s sellin the most caine
Put us all together nigga see you run thangs
If you can’t hang, stay the fuck out the kitchen
Bitch i’m ghetto fabbed out, so fuck politickin
Waitin for a chance and the shit it never happened
Time is money, and when you get it keep it clackin
All you hear is, with my two inch twist
I keep the goodyear grip, so the dubs don’t slip
If you want my claims, i think you besta make a change
So close your eyes when i let my back end hang
I ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off
Domie’s got daytons, goldie’s got daytons

[tray deee]
All burnt to the turf up in a goddamn fool
Old school motherfucker breakin jaws and rules
Choose to bang, who’s to blame but myself and the set
All my peers through the years steady gettin it whet
Give me a rep, that’s what i wanted most in my life
Did it all like a hawk, so i’m totin my stripes
Will i quit it, i’m comitted til the day i drop
Slangin rocks, sprayin shots, sayin fuck the cops
Locked up in the chevy and my switches is hot
Gave em pain as i swang on the bitches i sopt
Bandanna on the antenna swangin and ridin
Eastsidin, ghetto life is invitin

[snoop dogg]
Me and my brother had to walk to school
I used to get him he downposed for joe cool
A couple of dickies, with some quarter sacks
Damn cuz i can’t believe my kinfolk gave me that
Had a nigga lookin g’d up
With the scarf on my head, stealin sheets on my bed
I seen baloney sandwiches without no motherfuckin bread
I stole a pack of chips with the big homie fred
Now we sippin on some kool aid
I got suspended from school for cussin out the teacher’s aid
And now i’m bout to get a whoopin, but you know i’m steady woofin
On the side where they ride the most
Eastside is the beach, westside is the coast
And we ghetto like a motherfuckin hot buttered toast
In the mornin with some government cheese (government cheese)
We keep it ghetto like a nigga shootin dice on his knees
Get your money first rule number one, hello
Livin it up is livin life in the ghetto

Hook

Ghetto (Letra)

TQ

TQ

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Chorus:

I believe that this world believes in love (x 2)

We might never really agree
On anything about the lives we live
Between you and me. so differently.

We don’t always see things the same
We should agree to disagree
If we meet at love we can work it out

Chorus:
I believe you and i will overcome
I believe you and i believe in love

Whether you think i’m so confused
Or if you feel the way i do
So don’t give in to this hate within

Living in this world of pain
Don’t let it bring you down
The world is a ghetto

Chorus:
I believe that this world believes in love
I believe you and i believe in love

Ghetto (Letra)

Akon

Akon

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin

[verse one]

These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand)
When your on it you’ll keep goin down (goin down)
And there’s noone to hold on too
And there’s noone to pull you out
You keep on fallin (falling)
And noone can here you callin
So you end up self destructing
On the corner with the tuli on the waist tight just got outta the bing doin stay time
Teeth marks on my back from the canine
Dark Memories of when there was no sunshine
Cause they said that I wouldn’t make it
(I remember like yesterday)
Holdin on to what god gave me

[chorus]

Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto) (ghetto)
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

[verse two]

No need to cherish luxuries (cause everythin’ come and go)
Even the life that you have is borrowed
(Cause your not promised tomorrow)
So life your life as if everydays’ gon be your last
Once you move forward can’t go back
Best prepare to remove your past

Cause ya gotta be willin to pray
Yea There gotta be (there gotta be) a better way oh
Yea ya gotta be willing to pray
Cause there gotta be (there gotta be) a better day (ay)

Whoever said that this drama would stop today
A lot of niggers dead or locked away
Teenage Women growing up with aids

[chorus]

Cause thats the life when your
Living in the (ghetto) oh
Eating in the (ghetto) or
Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)oh
Eating in the (ghetto) or
Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

[bridge]

Gun shots every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)

[chorus]

Thats the life when your
Living in the (ghetto)oh
Living by the (ghetto)oh
Eating in the (ghetto, ghetto)
Thats the life when your
Living in the (ghetto)oh
Sleeping in the (ghetto)
Living in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

(wooohhoohh)