Ghetto Rain (Edit) - Silkk The Shocker&Master p

Silkk The Shocker

Master p

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Ghetto Rain (Edit) - Silkk The Shocker&Master p 歌词

Picture this any man that hustle because like to is a fool

Any man that hustle because he got to feed his family

That's a real man nYou see I hustle because I got feed me family

I got families to feed I got feed my mama

I got to feed big mama I got to feed my cousin

I got to feed my lil' brother I got to feed my sister

I got to feed my kids I got to feed my people

The ghetto's got me hustlin' tryin' to survive

The ghetts got me hustlin' tryin' to stay alive

The ghetto get me hustlin' tryin' to survive

And I know I'm goin' to hustle until the day I die

UUGGHH

It's da black rain to da moon and tears that cause lies

See that's the way I felt when my lil' brother died

And some fools say it ain't no justice

And other n***az say it ain't no peace

That's why thugs help their on these projects and on these streets

See my daddy made me a dealer

And my cousin made me killer

See that's why everything we do they gonna respect us and feel us

And I'm still tryin' to understand why big daddy was with da rest

And my nephew on the last counter on da 14th down the car reck

It ain't muthaf**ker down on d**e on crack or aids

And I see so many ghetto people go to jail

And live your life and die like slaves

I got a relative on apeel doin' 25 flat

On murder or ride n***a f**k it Johnny Cochran can't fight that

And since I'm black and I'm rich

They see to overlook It's me advise

First class n***az tryin' call da police tryin' to book us

Ain't that a b***h I done made millions

And still goin' through a thang

That's n***az ask me P why the f**k you never change

It's like I'm rich and poor

I open the world and slang dop

It's the world changes knowand changes I thorp

I thank all my big brothers with out him I wouldn't made it through

So with life on line put all up 4 him so I put that s**t on TRU

The ghetto got me caught up no broken dreams

The ghettos trap I see some on crack and d**e fiends

My hommie Never did no crime but lien' up in the hearse

Thank god 4 all that I got from that times can be wrorst

Ever feel like u was swimming and really was dronin'

You ani't wanna smile but your tender smile always see me clownin'

I trade my life to make the world better

Trade everything I got including life

To bring back my brother Kevin

See I spit the realist s**t

Tryin' make yo'll feel this s**t

Yo'll tryin' put the finger on our side

Livin' middle bricks livin' this s**t

See I tell you everybody use to ride benzes

But we had to ride buggies

Mom wanted better things for me

But private school was way past our budget

So if I'm happy and I'm smilin' and I'm camouflage my problems

The only way I can really solve them

If I really grab and revolve them

So I grab it and I cocked it

I was going to pop it

But I stop forgot I was rich

What everybody not rich

Every month so close to gettin' no profits

My only hustle I told them to stop it

But can't really knock it

Everybody died up in game

Everybody tryin' to maintain

Wall from out da ghetto

Close my eyes and still see the pain

Sometimes I just get fed up

To all my souljas worldwide

I know its hard to stride

Keep your head up