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Lil' Ghetto Boy

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  • 作词 : Doctor Dre, Snoop ...
    Wake up, jumped out my bed
    Hung in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead
    Murder was the case that they gave me
    Dear God, I wonder can you save me
    I'm only 18, so I'm a young buck
    It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm getting stuck
    But that's the life of a G, I guess
    Ese's way deep, shanked two in they chest
    Bests run 'cause brothers is dropping quicker
    Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another *****
    Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs
    Getting a rep as a young hog
    It ain't nuttin like the street life
    Betta be strapped wit yo clip, cuz ain't no fist fight
    So I guess I gots ta handle mine
    Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time

    Lil' ghetto boy
    Playing in the ghetto streets
    What'cha gonna do when you grow up
    And have to face responsibility

    Now, I'm 'trolling the dove, sitting on swoll
    27 years old, off on parole, stroll
    I'm back up on my feet wit my mind on the money
    That I'm making as soon as I touch the street

    Things done changed but it's alright
    Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right
    But it ain't no thing to me
    'Cause now I'm what they call a loced-assed O.G.
    The little homies from the hood wit grip
    Are the ones I get wit 'cause I'm down respect trip

    *****, I'm bigger than you, so what'cha wanna do

    Didn't know we had a 22

    Straight sitting behind his back

    I'm grab his pockets and then I heard six caps

    I fell to the ground wit blood on my hands

    I didn't understand

    How a ***** so young could bust a cap

    I use to be the same way back

    I guess that's what I get (for what)
    For trying to jack them little homies for they bread

    Lil' ghetto boy
    Playing in the ghetto streets
    What'cha gonna do when you grow up
    And have to face responsibility

    Something for the real OG's to get wit
    Some facts, made our made, now you wanna run and play
    Like every single day, really doe
    You know me, I'm the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie
    No need to be uncalm if you pack right
    And learning just enuff to keep your sack right
    Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo'
    Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo'

    Seven young G's but they serve down
    In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now
    Not thinking about what's really going on
    Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone
    I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me
    But now I'm back at the pound
    And we expose ways for the youth to survive
    Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's right

    So make all them ends you can make

    'Cause when you're broke, you break, check it out

    So ain't no need for your mama to trip
    'Cause you's a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip

    Lil' ghetto boy

    Playing in the ghetto streets

    What'cha gonna do when you grow up

    And have to face responsibility
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Doctor Dre, Snoop ...
    [00:38.90]Wake up, jumped out my bed
    [00:40.90]Hung in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead
    [00:44.90]Murder was the case that they gave me
    [00:46.85]Dear God, I wonder can you save me
    [00:49.78]I'm only 18, so I'm a young buck
    [00:52.34]It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm getting stuck
    [00:55.81]But that's the life of a G, I guess
    [00:58.26]Ese's way deep, shanked two in they chest
    [00:59.83]Bests run 'cause brothers is dropping quicker
    [01:01.89]Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another *****
    [01:05.64]Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs
    [01:07.77]Getting a rep as a young hog
    [01:10.20]It ain't nuttin like the street life
    [01:12.08]Betta be strapped wit yo clip, cuz ain't no fist fight
    [01:15.14]So I guess I gots ta handle mine
    [01:17.45]Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time
    [01:19.29]
    [01:20.73]Lil' ghetto boy
    [01:21.35]Playing in the ghetto streets
    [01:22.35]What'cha gonna do when you grow up
    [01:23.67]And have to face responsibility
    [01:24.25]
    [01:45.58]Now, I'm 'trolling the dove, sitting on swoll
    [01:48.01]27 years old, off on parole, stroll
    [01:52.14]I'm back up on my feet wit my mind on the money
    [01:54.58]That I'm making as soon as I touch the street
    [01:56.71]
    [01:57.51]Things done changed but it's alright
    [01:59.45]Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right
    [02:01.58]But it ain't no thing to me
    [02:04.70]'Cause now I'm what they call a loced-assed O.G.
    [02:07.39]The little homies from the hood wit grip
    [02:09.51]Are the ones I get wit 'cause I'm down respect trip
    [02:11.83]
    [02:12.83]*****, I'm bigger than you, so what'cha wanna do
    [02:15.14]
    [02:15.64]Didn't know we had a 22
    [02:16.95]
    [02:17.89]Straight sitting behind his back
    [02:18.96]
    [02:20.08]I'm grab his pockets and then I heard six caps
    [02:22.01]
    [02:23.33]I fell to the ground wit blood on my hands
    [02:25.83]
    [02:26.71]I didn't understand
    [02:27.58]
    [02:28.26]How a ***** so young could bust a cap
    [02:30.46]
    [02:31.02]I use to be the same way back
    [02:32.89]
    [02:33.57]I guess that's what I get (for what)
    [02:35.76]For trying to jack them little homies for they bread
    [02:37.25]
    [02:38.68]Lil' ghetto boy
    [02:39.63]Playing in the ghetto streets
    [02:40.93]What'cha gonna do when you grow up
    [02:43.88]And have to face responsibility
    [02:45.43]
    [03:04.84]Something for the real OG's to get wit
    [03:06.84]Some facts, made our made, now you wanna run and play
    [03:09.46]Like every single day, really doe
    [03:12.28]You know me, I'm the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie
    [03:15.46]No need to be uncalm if you pack right
    [03:18.02]And learning just enuff to keep your sack right
    [03:20.40]Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo'
    [03:23.09]Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo'
    [03:25.15]
    [03:25.77]Seven young G's but they serve down
    [03:28.21]In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now
    [03:30.96]Not thinking about what's really going on
    [03:32.59]Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone
    [03:35.03]I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me
    [03:39.02]But now I'm back at the pound
    [03:40.52]And we expose ways for the youth to survive
    [03:43.34]Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's right
    [03:45.71]
    [03:46.52]So make all them ends you can make
    [03:48.16]
    [03:48.71]'Cause when you're broke, you break, check it out
    [03:50.71]
    [03:51.34]So ain't no need for your mama to trip
    [03:53.52]'Cause you's a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip
    [03:55.19]
    [04:03.76]Lil' ghetto boy
    [04:04.82]
    [04:07.73]Playing in the ghetto streets
    [04:09.04]
    [04:12.63]What'cha gonna do when you grow up
    [04:14.26]
    [04:15.82]And have to face responsibility