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The Ghetto (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

ft. Ice Cube, Willie D

[Scarface:]
I dedicate this to my world doug strugglers
I hope metafy you with peace and all hustling
I’m busting, for ya’ll niggas
Cause your my niggas on tha realer
beground these streets for stacking peeler
For the dealers, save back on your teams
and underrestamate with these who do
you get the paper and then get of the street
ya’ll remember, you’ll never give the money and the dope to me
cause i wont give a shee to a nigga starvin
so we can fluss and blow weed hangin’ with the warden
how many niggas on the quad who don’t giva a fuck
Survivin struggls hiting licks out the hippieclub
I’m just a homie out the hood who did something
so why are you fronting
i’m in for ten years and i’ll still wanted
you heard me homie!
or do you try to tell it to the dumdums
they call you niggas
and niggas try steel were they come from
i bring the front to all my homies out riding
help a homie get on his feet, and we’ll all riding
sange, and fange in this game, but it’s true
be sure that you’ll respecting the power, and that’s you
never forget the neighbourhood were it started
the ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts with the…

[Chorus:]
Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can’t get out of here
ghetto
nigga
ghetto
i can’t get out of here

[Willie D:]
I represent the southeast, of southeast
millenium muthafucka and kay-doo were ya at
(one time) bring tha rockas
cause muthafuckas being talkin’ for so long
but now i’m down with the innerface clik and it’s on
give a fuck were you’re from nigga
and kay-doo always represtentin
that nigga is a fact i’ve lived in it
now look at me, ya’ll can’t steel rabbit
for all ya’ll niggas talking that shit, i’m still strapping
Will i strapp ya?
Niggas with all that hot capit
niggas packin’ in fake and it ain’t happning
will you think we’re smacking
that yellow road is steady packing
the home of the ghetto slangin
and car jacking
nigga, i ain’t acting
i was brought up in this bitch
from the O.P’s and all down to the eastwike
even flat joe’s and even the lingwood is all hood
for the Christ your all driving is all hood
The ghetto

[Chorus:]
Ghetto
Ghetto
i can’t get out of here

[Ice Cube:]
I got give it up to my ghetto niggas
in the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem ghetto licks
geting ghetto rich
knowing that the steam in the book flip the gang
quick to get my telephone turned on in my mama’s name
this ghetto slang is some shit thatcan beat collage,
you ain’t fucking with this hustla with street knolledge
9 to 5
still fliping twenties on the side
try to get by the feints
i’m making dollars out of fifty cents
got the big body benz, with the wheels on it
a celuarphone with no bills on it
get your ass on this, got to fill on, still want it
baby, leen on it, and i can put the kill on it
you gotot strap a nigga lie like a singer
puting your baby to sleep
and turn of your ring and you can catch me on banewick
looking sick in a six
and some schweiz on my wrist
now picture this
you got to blow, cause to many niggas out for mr. Jackson’s dope
ya’ll niggas got to go, to the ghetto

[Chorus:]
Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can’t get out of here
ghetto
nigga
ghetto
i can’t get out of here

[Willie D]
Deathwall is the site
when the mic be light
as twice as shipp advice to my homies who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep sending me mail
with their laberty bell, so i can tell you about the half
and who got cow for riches, and sending bithces,
i’m making bitches
I remember when i just to get beat with extensioncars
and we slanged by to see were my house was
started stealing out of my mama’s perce
now that she’s gone
she lives thrue my songs
and it sure hurts
i couldn’t have treated her worse then in the ghetto
and turn our womens into wideows
sick to see my homie that i ain’t with, trade with, payed with, laughed with
dead in a casket.
to my pumps we can reach the top
but you got a chance to get of the pop
if you see your chance baby take it
i was the last mothafucka in the world who thoiught i would make it
but look at me now, a six on the beach in greeze
check from the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto

[Chorus:]
Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can’t get out of here
ghetto
nigga
ghetto
i can’t get out of here

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The Ghetto (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Talking bout the ghetto…funky funky ghetto
Trying to survive, trying to stay alive

Chorus:

The ghetto
The ghetto
(talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(funk funky ghetto)

Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day it’s the same
And it’s the same every night
I wouldn’t shoot you bro but i’d shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day i wonder just how i’ll die
Only thing i know is how to survive
There’s only one rule in the real world
And that’s to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime don’t pay
Black man tried to break into my house again
Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so i’m giving it back to the…

Chorus

So just peep the game and don’t call it crap
Cause to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain’t nothing changed
600 million on a footbal team
And her baby dies just like a dope fiend
The story i tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no food to eat
Don’t look at me and don’t ask me why
Mama’s next door getting high
Even though she’s got five mouths to feed
She’s rather spend her money on a h-i-t
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him i’d better help myself
Housing authority and the o.p.d.
All these guns just to handle me in the…

Chorus

Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like too $hort
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and that’s all they know
Didn’t teach him in school now he’s slangin dope
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
All day long, just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you’ll be throwing up
Like me, but you don’t see
Ten years from now, where will you be?

Chorus

So much game in a too $hort rap
Blacks can’t be white and whites can’t be black
Why you wanna act like someone else?
All you gotta do is just be yourself
We’re all the same color underneath
Short dog’s in the house you’d better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at heart
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in check
Cause when you’re ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don’t listen it’s not my fault
I’ll be getting paid while you’ll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my peoples try to get out

Chorus

The Ghetto (Letra)

Scarface

Scarface

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[intro]
Can i talk about the ghetto?
That’s where i’m from
Listen up, whoa

Just ridin’ through the neighborhood
What i see don’t look too good
All my brothers hustlin’
All my sisters strugglin’
Just to make it through another day
Just another day
That’s just the way it is
(just the way it is)
When you’re living

(living in the ghetto)
Trying to make it seems so hard
(living in the ghetto)
Unemployment, don’t even have no jobs
(living in the ghetto) whoa
(i grew up in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, ghetto whoa

Still got so many memories (memories)
Growing up with my family (oh family)
Still westside ‘till i die (throw it up)
And even though i’m living in a highrise
It’s not where you are but it’s where you’re from
Daddy told me long ago
That’s why i’ll never forget my days
(never forget my days, no)

(living in the ghetto)
People don’t got no where to go
(living in the ghetto)
Pimps and hustlers everybody knows
(living in the ghetto) whoa
(i grew up in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, in the ghetto

Play on, play on
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Somebody tell me why
It has to be this way
Oh why?
Don’t give up, no, no
Listen

This is for my queens
Keep your hopes high
Stay down on your knees
Praying every night
There’ll be days like these
Mama used to say
Ain’t no need to worry
He’s gonna make a way

And this is for my kings
Don’t forget respect
Gotta keep moving on
Cause it ain’t over yet
Keep your head about it
Keep your head about it
‘bout it, ‘bout it, ‘bout it

While you’re living
(living in the ghetto)
See i’ll never forget where i’m from, no, no
(living in the ghetto)
And how far i’ve come, see i’ve come too far
(living in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, who
(i grew up in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, the ghetto

(living in the ghetto)
So many kids out in the streets
(living in the ghetto)
2 o’clock in the morning when they need to be at home asleep
(living in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, in the ghetto