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Welcome to the ghetto (Verse 1) |
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Livin day by day in my hood on the spot |
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See the same old things:same dope fiends cops |
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Just an average day in the streets of |
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California 5-0 find a young girl dead around the corner |
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Mommies on her knees she had tears in her eyes |
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And nobody knew why the young girl had to die |
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People look ashamed it's been life this fo years |
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Bloody sheets on her body face wet from her mama's tears |
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She couldn'ta been over 4-5 |
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And if mommy wasn't based she would still be alive |
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But now the street is a place you could be swallowed by death |
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Brothas takin each other's lives |
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And goin to |
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REST IN PE |
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ACE I wonder if heaven got a ghetto |
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My cousin died last year |
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And I still can't let go |
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I walk the streets of my city of my neighborhood |
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Seein dope fiends livin off can goods 15 niggaz on the corner |
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And niggaz die young in |
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California 5-0 'll get a dope case and flaunt it |
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Have your ass on "America's Most Wanted" |
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But I don't slang or either gang-bang |
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And though my old school homies do the same thang |
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I still got love cause you gotta live |
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So you can give |
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And raise a family |
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G But you gotta do your best slangin |
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D-O-P-E So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow |
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And welcome to the ghetto (welcome hard up with it to my life) ?? (chorus) 4x |
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Welcome to the ghetto (welcome hard up with it to my life) (Verse 2) |
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From across the seas comes cocaine |
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But you never seen a black man fly the plane |
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Look at the young black death |
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Was it drug related,take a guess |
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I flash when |
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I look in the mirror black |
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Cause my reflection is a 9 millimeter |
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Gat I think about genocide |
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And have thoughts of my homies who died |
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Everybody backstabbin |
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But I ain't the one to talk |
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I'm into gafflin |
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Death gives a shit about your color |
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But yet I see mo dead young brothas |
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I'm goin crazy out here |
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Seein 24 brothas die by the end of the year |
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And I still gotta deal with the 5-0 |
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And I stopped sellin dope in 9-0 |
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But if I came to it |
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I probably still do it |
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Put a Nine in my draws get straight to it |
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I hope that |
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I never see the day |
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That I get 20 years for a cake |
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B-K-A as a key |
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So open up the door for the mo money |
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But I ain't gotta do that |
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G Cause I'm down with the |
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F-A to the |
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C to the U to the |
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L-T-Y G-nut |
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X-tra Large and |
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S-P-I-C-E make niggas feel like jello |
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And welcome to the ghetto (Welcome hard up with it to my life) (chorus) 4x |
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Welcome to the ghetto 7x |