Lirik Lagu Ghetto Rich (Feat. John Legend) - Rich Boy
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(feat. John Legend)
[Polow Da Don]Shit, we tryna get it for real... OH! Rich Boy! You niggasbetter get focused... Get money muthafucka! Get money muthafucka!
[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raisedWhere niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K'sHeavy guns and dope boys harrassed by the policeStill gettin' pulled over and asked by the police'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to winSee the color of ya skin get'cha put in the penIt's real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and goneSendin' niggas to the pen or the funeral homeI be feelin' like the Lord'll never answer me backSo I'm holdin' on my gat just in case they attackBullet holes in ya house'll make it hard to sleepYa see the fiends on the street want the hard for cheap'Lotta niggas doin' life from undercovers and fake friendsIt's real how them penitetiary bars'll break menNiggas doin' life from undercovers and fake friendsIt's real how them penitetiary bars'll break men
[Chorus - John Legend]It's where ya live, it's where ya playIt's where ya learn, ya favorite slangYour world is, ghettoIt's where I live, it's where I'm fromIt's where ya had, to tote your gunYour world is, ghetto
[Verse 2 - Rich Boy]Can't explain how I feel growin' up in the gumTold my mama that I love her put nobody above herDoin' crimes, a hard time for food on the plateKnow a couple of niggas ain't never comin' out the gateMovin' weight the only thing them street niggas knowServin' thangs at school, they never teach 'em, don't showBut a .44'll get'cha money fast from robbin'Do or die situation when ya tired and stavin'Government'd never send me a dime for schoolSo I went and started workin' like my nine my toolI'm a leader for the south, pa, open ya earsYoung kids where I'm from wear permanent tears
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Rich Boy]I'm a product of the block, watch the fiends come backGot a couple white packs, 'cause they fiend for thatEarly five in the mornin' pigs showin' they badgeReal niggas in the street still showin' they ragsSpeedbumps in the road start slwoin' me downSee them fake niggas actin' like they know me nowGot a chance to advance so I'm makin' my moveCouple people still thankin' they got somethin' to provePay the card for the south, yeah the hood my homeTold my mama I'mma leave the dope game aloneOn my knees every night conversatin' wit' GodNiggas dyin' everyday 'cause they wanna be hardStill totin' my piece 'cause it ain't nothin' like the moviesI'm wearin' my vest in case they hit me wit' the uziEven if I take a trip around the world and backI'm representin' for the hoods, where they feel me at
[Chorus]
[Bridge - Polow da Don]Throw 'em up if you know what the hood likeThrow 'em up if you lookin' for that good lifeThrow 'em up if ya... ghetto lifeShit
[Polow Da Don]Shit, we tryna get it for real... OH! Rich Boy! You niggasbetter get focused... Get money muthafucka! Get money muthafucka!
[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raisedWhere niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K'sHeavy guns and dope boys harrassed by the policeStill gettin' pulled over and asked by the police'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to winSee the color of ya skin get'cha put in the penIt's real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and goneSendin' niggas to the pen or the funeral homeI be feelin' like the Lord'll never answer me backSo I'm holdin' on my gat just in case they attackBullet holes in ya house'll make it hard to sleepYa see the fiends on the street want the hard for cheap'Lotta niggas doin' life from undercovers and fake friendsIt's real how them penitetiary bars'll break menNiggas doin' life from undercovers and fake friendsIt's real how them penitetiary bars'll break men
[Chorus - John Legend]It's where ya live, it's where ya playIt's where ya learn, ya favorite slangYour world is, ghettoIt's where I live, it's where I'm fromIt's where ya had, to tote your gunYour world is, ghetto
[Verse 2 - Rich Boy]Can't explain how I feel growin' up in the gumTold my mama that I love her put nobody above herDoin' crimes, a hard time for food on the plateKnow a couple of niggas ain't never comin' out the gateMovin' weight the only thing them street niggas knowServin' thangs at school, they never teach 'em, don't showBut a .44'll get'cha money fast from robbin'Do or die situation when ya tired and stavin'Government'd never send me a dime for schoolSo I went and started workin' like my nine my toolI'm a leader for the south, pa, open ya earsYoung kids where I'm from wear permanent tears
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Rich Boy]I'm a product of the block, watch the fiends come backGot a couple white packs, 'cause they fiend for thatEarly five in the mornin' pigs showin' they badgeReal niggas in the street still showin' they ragsSpeedbumps in the road start slwoin' me downSee them fake niggas actin' like they know me nowGot a chance to advance so I'm makin' my moveCouple people still thankin' they got somethin' to provePay the card for the south, yeah the hood my homeTold my mama I'mma leave the dope game aloneOn my knees every night conversatin' wit' GodNiggas dyin' everyday 'cause they wanna be hardStill totin' my piece 'cause it ain't nothin' like the moviesI'm wearin' my vest in case they hit me wit' the uziEven if I take a trip around the world and backI'm representin' for the hoods, where they feel me at
[Chorus]
[Bridge - Polow da Don]Throw 'em up if you know what the hood likeThrow 'em up if you lookin' for that good lifeThrow 'em up if ya... ghetto lifeShit
