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Pastor Troy lyrics
Pastor Troy lyrics
"Ghetto Raised Lyrics"
Black Connection Lyrics
[Sonny Cheeba] Peep the story Sonny Cheeba, Geechie Suede Check it out Volume 1 of this joint [Geechie Suede] I ski in Switzerland Down in morocco gamblin', handlin' B.I. for my crooks back in the BX, sex, collect wines I
[Sonny Cheeba] Peep the story Sonny Cheeba, Geechie Suede Check it out Volume 1 of this joint [Geechie Suede] I ski in Switzerland Down in morocco gamblin', handlin' B.I. for my crooks back in the BX, sex, collect wines I
[Police sirens]...
[Hook : 4x]
Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday
Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray
Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray
[Verse 1: (Pastor Troy)]
I'm from the ghetto, Jerry Springer, BET
Bout a million muthafuckers in there trapped with me
Tryin' to make a little cheese, fo' these coppers back up
Got a half of that butter tucked deep off in my nutts
Bopping coolers muthafuckers, there's no one to impress
All these niggas want to know is who yah yo the best
When I get fresh, I get fresh, the ballads and all
B-A double L-Y, it's not at yo' mall
Southern drawed from the ghetto, my level i
The Crying Game Lyrics
I know all there is to know about the crying game I've had my share of the crying game First there are kisses, then there are sighs And then before you know where you are You're sayin' goodbye One day soon I'm gonna tell the moon about the crying game And if he knows maybe he'll explain Why there are heartaches, why there are te
s lowerI know all there is to know about the crying game I've had my share of the crying game First there are kisses, then there are sighs And then before you know where you are You're sayin' goodbye One day soon I'm gonna tell the moon about the crying game And if he knows maybe he'll explain Why there are heartaches, why there are te
From Georgia, I'm ready, a rider, a soulja
Jehovah, please help me to grow up
Cause see I'm from the ghetto and I don't give a fuck
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Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday
Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray
Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray
[Verse 2:]
I make these bitches drop, thinking that we not
Go and call the cops, burning up my spot
Don't make me have to call, my niggas on, ya'll
We gone make 'em fall, gotta spray 'em all
Eleven dub nine, past me that nine
Cocking back that nine, Who you said dying?
All about these dollars, ghetto passed scholars
Bullets make 'em holla, knowwe got them stoppers
Take 'em to the limit, now we all in it
Soon as I finish, you gone see whose winning
Busting off these guns, bet I make you run
Look at how we come, you don't want none
Ghetto nigga
[Hook : 4x]
Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday
Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray
Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray
[Verse 3:]
Everyday it's the same, waking up and blow me some Jane
Wash my face and count my money and go and serve me some cane
Ghetto living in my name, ghetto blood in my veins
Ghetto niggas ain't gone change, ghetto niggas hang in game
From Atlanta to Memphis niggas be throwin' them th
Jacob's Ladder Lyrics
Album: Unloved And Weeded Out (2003) To say that all of those words meant something would be to say that your petty wars killed everything And i wonder if we ever had one of those moments because i cant count the times I tried to cut away the dead, hoping to grow up again How much i tried to kill the smiling boy Th
angsAlbum: Unloved And Weeded Out (2003) To say that all of those words meant something would be to say that your petty wars killed everything And i wonder if we ever had one of those moments because i cant count the times I tried to cut away the dead, hoping to grow up again How much i tried to kill the smiling boy Th
From Maclamo to Decatur we be pushin' that bang
From the G to the H-E double T-O,
buckin niggas down cause it just don't go
Ghetto muthafuckers living in poverty,
take this if a nigga fuck wit me
A semi-automatic, 2 clips or 3, teach you not to mess with me
Cause it might be a tragedy, from Georgia to Tennessee
You know I'm getting high putting niggas in a coma
When I get to bucking, I'ma buck 'er like I wanna
The repruccusion bludge in
Then we gonna rush in leave the dog crying to his momma
[Hook : 4x]
Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday
Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray
Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray